Collar the flirty familiar!

You can't believe your luck! Here you are, trying to live your fantasy of a boy in a girl's school, and you already have a beauty basically begging you to make her your pretty pet pussy. You must be high! Then you remember you are high, and get the giddiest, girliest fit of giggles. You love the way her body feels against yours as the ripples of revelry roll over you, and you almost forget her offer, but feeling her furry mound grinding against your pantied pelvis reminds you that you have to cum and soon and all over this playful pussy.

"Okay, so I'm niiiinety nine percent sure I am talking out loud now, and sufficiently to say, I would very much be agreeable to collaring you, if you would so chose to be so, thanks." You blush as Becca giggles. You always get so wordy when you get high. It's almost always the wrong 'wordies' too, but you just can't seem to help yourself. Luckily, Becca seems to have a thing for hopeless dorks that know what they want, even if they are only barely coherent. She kisses you deeply, giggling a little around your tongue as she grinds harder, clearly enjoying how flustered she's gotten you.

The cute, curvy kitten breaks the kiss to bite your bottom lip and whisper, "Just remember, I have to do WHATEVER you tell me to when I put on the collar. I'll be completely...utterly... helplessly under your control." Becca bounces for emphasis with every adverb and pulls a collar from behind her back. She hands it to you, biting her beestung bottom lip and blushing as she waits for you to put it on. It's a sturdy steel collar, with all manner of obedience spells etched on it. You can't believe she's actually letting you do this! You place the collar around her neck and close it with a CLICK.

Becca looks at you expectantly, a flinch etched on her face as if she's expecting a stinging slap any second, or hoping for one. You've often fantasized about what you would do if you were lucky enough to find a woman willing to do ANYTHING, and now that you do, you realize what you want to do most of all is make her feel as good as she makes you feel, simply by putting her soft skin on yours and sending you to vibetown. You smile and say, "Sorry, I might not be cut out for the whole Magikal Mistress thing. Consent is really important to me, and I mostly get off on the idea of getting you off, and sharing that joy. Besides, I think this collar is probably a dud, spells like this usually need a lot more will or power to enchant."

Becca looks like you slapped her. Actually, she looks way more surprised than if you slapped her. She looks almost a little disappointed you didn't slap her. Fortunately, she also looks intrigued. "You know, I've met all kinds of twisted tarts and sick sluts at this school, and usually I out kink them all, but I don't think I've ever met anyone who's kink is caring." Becca stares at you with illicit interest as she starts to unbutton your blouse. You peer into her radiant eyes and let her undress you as she continues, "I usually prefer a firmer hand, but I guess I could explore your kink if you explore mine." You nod dumbly and Becca bites your bottom lip, just shy of drawing blood. It stings, but she sucks the pain off of it and kisses the boo boo before breathlessly purring, "So let's pretend this collar works and you tell me what to do, and no matter how sappy or sweet or nerdy it is, I'll follow your every command."

You can't believe your luck! You were sure you talked yourself out of a chance to get with the hottest woman you've ever met, but instead she's offering to indulge your 'mildest' desires and she still gets off on the roleplay aspects of it. You take a slightly haughty tone as you proclaim, "In that case, ****, I order you to continue to undress me. But since you started without my permission, you have to be punished. You must kiss every inch of skin you have so scandalously exposed." You can't believe you got that out without cracking up. You sound more like Mary Poppins than Mistress Punysh (your favorite digital dominatrix), but Becca doesn't break kayfabe and begins to kiss her way down your neck.

You moan and melt and meld with Becca as she nibbles down your neck, kissing your collarbone and sucking on your shoulder. You didn't know these could even be erogenous zones, much less so intense that you vibe so hard and heavy that you can't stop whimpering like a little puppy. Becca's shed some of her cool kitty act as well. She's mewling in time with your moans and rubbing her body against yours to dry up her slick spittle. By the time she reaches your breasts and suckles your bell shaped nipples, you are so soaked that you know you won't last much longer without gushing. You don't want to lose control so fast, so you take an imperious tone and order, "Now, ****. I YIP command YELP you tooOOoOOo OOOOOH NNGHH AH AAAH AAAAIIIEEEE!"

You don't get out the order before the most powerful orgasm of your life runs through you like a blistering bolt of bliss. It must be some kind of erotic electricity, because it passes through you to Becca, who bucks and shudders and squirts like she's got 20,000 volts of lust lightning running through her. Lightning must strike twice after all, because watching her cum from seeing you cum from a little flirty foreplay makes you cum even harder. While this second sublime siezure is hitting you, Becca starts grinding against you to play catch up, drenching your thigh and making amplifying the current of your electric euphoria.

The sticky shocks and squirty shudders die down eventually and for a magikal minute you just hold each other as the post coital bliss washes over like wet waves. You think, "Fuuuck! This is what it must be like to get fucked by Zeus! Or better...Hera! Wait...am I STILL talking out loud? Damn nip! Heh HEH HEH HEEE HEEEE HEEEE!" You give into the giddy girlish giggles and again they run through you to Becca, who bursts out laughing. You rock together in raucous, riotous joy until eventually this too dies down. When it does, Becca looks almost bashful as she admits, "You know. I haven't cum that hard since I fucked an Eldrich whorror."

You peel the pretty pussy off of you and stand up over her, with an idea on how you can pay her back for making you feel so bliss bombed and beautiful. You chant, "Redle sdoG, reah ym aelp, selcatnet dnes ot em!" and sprout three thick, throbbing tentacles from under your skirt. Becca drools and her eyes go dark and dreamy, but she sits in place, patiently awaiting your orders. You take an imperious tone, but a little more convincingly this time as so much screaming out in pleasure adds a husky rasp as you say, "Since you can't even undress me without getting me filthy, I suppose I'll have to fuck you like the dirty whore you are. All. Night. Long."

Becca lips her lips and then so do you. It's going to be a looooong hard night...