Madame Rekha made me her slave part2!

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

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