Sarah's Submission

His directions flabbergasted her. She couldn't believe what he expected her to do. In her wildest dreams, she never would have thought she would be in this position. She eventually stammered, "I understand sir. I'll do my best."

"And you don't get to cum. I don't care what you have to do to prevent it, but you don't cum. Only him. Twice. Once from fucking and once from blowing. That's your punishment for trying to defy me." He waited for any questions, but Sarah couldn't form any. "Okay, off you go. I have lots of plans for Thursday, so be here promptly at 6:30. Now kiss me and get going."

Sarah stood with her two clocks and bent down to him to give him a kiss. He held her head and his tongue danced in her mouth. The passion and tenderness of it surprised her. She left and headed home.

Once home, she cleared off spaces for each of the clocks and plugged them in and set the times. She started to head downstairs but stopped when she heard her phone ping with a new text. "Move the one on the dresser two inches forward and turn it a little to the right." She did as instructed and got a thumbs up. "Now the one in the bathroom, move it to the other side and point it a little more toward the shower." Once done she got a second thumbs up.

Clearly, he had these set up through their wi-fi system and he could see them on his phone or computer. Her privacy had just been erased. He would be able to watch her in her room anytime he wanted.

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Wednesday came around and Sarah agonized nervously. Conner had continued to send her texts to make sure they were still on, and he had approached her several times in class or at her locker. His arrogance pissed her off, but she kept it to herself. At one point, he said he couldn't wait to show her what a real man could do. He teased her and even called her 'cute slut' a couple of times. She just smiled and tried to pretend that his 'seduction' had worked, and she couldn't wait.

He had clearly told everyone about their planned rendezvous as well. Other guys were hitting on her and she had gotten about a dozen texts. A few were nice and seemed to be genuine inquiries as to whether or not she would want to go on a date. She stayed non-committal but responded to them. Several were just plain lude. Todd Beckmann had been the worst. He just came right out and said he wanted a 'piece' of her sweet ass next. He almost demanded it. She didn't respond to his many texts. He even sent a dick pic. Shocked at first, Sarah eventually laughed because his dick looked like a child's dick compared to Mr. Michaels. Maybe 4"-5" and skinny. Also uncircumcised.

Jenny remained beside herself. She told Sarah that everyone had been calling her slut and that rumors started flying that she had fucked half the boys in class. Sarah couldn't believe how quickly the news traveled. Jenny begged Sarah to reconsider again. "Just tell him you changed your mind." Sarah brushed it off and told her not to worry and that she had everything under control. But she knew she didn't. Things were getting out of hand.

When the last bell rang, Sarah found Conner waiting at her locker. "Ready to go? You're not going to chicken out are you," he pleaded like a boy about to have his candy taken away. Sarah could see he already had a bulge in his pants.

"Absolutely not. Let's go. And remember, we only have about an hour or so," she reminded. "Did you remember a condom?" Conner pointed to his pocket and smiled. As they started walking out, she sent a quick text to Mr. Michaels, "On our way home now." And she quickly deleted it as soon as it had sent.

Conner followed Sarah home in his own car, a blue dodge charger. Only a couple of years old and the perfect car for a boy his age. He loved his car more than anything else and talked about it all the time. He parked on the street and ran to catch up with Sarah. She thought he looked like an anxious little puppy.

"Do you want anything to drink?" she asked after they had gone inside and dropped their book bags.

"Do you have any beer?" he responded. She smiled but knew she would be getting in trouble for drinking her dad's beer on top of everything else. She got him one and he took a big swig. She got herself a coke and headed for the stairs with him following close on her heels.

Once in her room she didn't know for sure how to start. She set down her drink. Conner just stood there. Despite his bravado, she could sense his nervousness and knew she would have to take the lead. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one quick motion and threw it to the side. Conner came over to her and started grabbing at her tits. His hands felt clumsy, and he just squeezed them hard.

Conscious that she needed to make sure they were 'on camera', she pushed him over to the foot of the bed, so they faced each other directly in front of the clock. She turned toward him and reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. She let it fall off and threw it to the side with her shirt. She put her hands on her hips and looked at him with a waiting expression.

"Damn girl, I guess you really weren't just being a cock tease. I bet Sam this was all just some put up job. Trying to give me blue balls or something. Those are some nice titties!" he exclaimed with a smile from from ear to ear.

"No tease. I want to fuck and then I'm going to blow you. Your turn. Get those clothes off," she commanded as she pointed at him.

Conner barely hesitated and his clothes came off in under ten seconds. He stood there in nothing but his socks and started to climb on the bed. Sarah put up a hand and stopped him, "Socks too. And don't forget the condom. No glove no love. Hurry up!" she said as she sat down and peeled off her jeans and pulled down her underwear. Maybe she really was a slut. She liked bossing him around and so far, this had been easier than she had expected.

Conner retrieved the condom from his jeans. He actually had two that he put them on the bed as he climbed on. He reached out and started rubbing her tits again while kissing her. His lips were thin and dry and his tongue darted in and out of her mouth like he needed to snake a drain. But she enjoyed his pawing at her breasts. Her pussy started getting wet. He leaned down and bit her nipple. He bit way too hard for her liking, but she didn't complain.

She laid back and spread her legs. His fingers found her pussy and he started jamming first one and then two fingers into her with none of the skill that Mr. Michaels possessed. He thrust them in and out without hitting her g-spot, and she wondered if he thought he had found her clit but only ended up rubbing her clit hood above it. He wouldn't be able to get her off that way. She thought about trying to correct the situation and teaching him, but then remembered she had been told she didn't have permission to cum anyway, so let him continue to be ineffective while moaning and goading him on.

She reached down and stroked his pretty well-endowed manhood. He leaked pre-cum everywhere like a broken hose. She rubbed it around the head and then started stroking his cock head harder. He moaned and shuddered almost immediately. Sarah stopped for fear of him cumming too quickly not wanting to have to lick it all up off the sheets. "Get the condom," she demanded.

He pulled off her and retrieved one of the condoms. She took it from his hands and opened it. With one hand on his cock, she used the other to roll it into place. Then she laid back, taking just a quick peek to make sure they were still centered for the camera. She spread her legs wide. "I'm ready for you

stud," she said trying to sound seductive.