Another week begins

Just after 5:00 AM on Monday, Jenna pulled into the driveway of the farmhouse, and as always, was met by Felicia. “Good morning, Miss Michaels,” she said as Jenna got out of her car while taking a long drink from her travel mug of coffee. The extremely early hour visits to the farmhouse to check on Angelise’s progress had become somewhat easier.

“Good morning,” Jenna replied with a nod of her head. “Is Angelise up and working yet?”

“Of course,” Felicia said with a smile. “Come on in. She should be about done with my bedroom.”

Jenna slowly sipped on her coffee as she followed Felicia into the farmhouse. The simplistic house never failed to bring a smile to Jenna’s face. The kitchen was warm and smelled of baking bread. While the appliances, counters, and furniture were all new, they couldn’t have looked more different. The appliances were stainless steel, perfectly clean, almost like they had never been used. The counters and furniture, on the other hand, were also new but were made of wood that had been distressed, giving them a well-worn appearance. The walls were painted a bright yellow, giving the room a warm, welcoming appearance.

The two women walked down the hall to the living room, then up the stairs to the house’s second floor. They took a left at the top of the stairs and looked through the open door to see Angelise carefully stacking pillows on the bed. The beautiful African-American woman was dressed in a black silk half-bra with white lace trim, a matching short silk skirt with a white satin and lace apron tied around her waist, and a red ball gag filled her mouth. After she finished, she moved to the center of the room, her black six-inch stiletto heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She turned her back to the two women and bent over slightly with her feet placed shoulder-width apart, her skirt rising, revealing her tiny white lace thong. She placed her hands behind her back, a set of leather handcuffs hanging from her left wrist.

“Care to do the honors?” Felicia asked as she motioned toward the bedroom with one hand.

“Sure,” Jenna replied. She stepped into the bedroom, grabbed a wooden paddle off the dresser, and began to inspect the room. She looked around at the decorations, and each was perfectly in its place. She then moved her hand over the top of the dresser, the nightstand, and the shelf above the bed. Not a speck of dust. She then inspected the bed. It was unwrinkled, the covers squared up perfectly, the pillows stacked and fluffed. The room was perfect.

Without saying a word, Jenna moved behind Angelise and delivered a single swat with the paddle; the sound of wood meeting tender flesh echoed around the room along with Angelise’s muffled yelp. A perfectly prepared room or completed chore would be rewarded with a single swat of the paddle. If any errors were found, she would receive an additional swat. Then the errors would be pointed out, she would correct them, and then receive another single swat before moving on to the next task.

The next task was the farmhouse’s guest bedroom, which another of Felicia’s staff stayed in on a rotating basis. When Angeliese finished, Jenna again inspected her work and rewarded Angeliese with another single paddle swat. After that, she served breakfast.

Jenna gave Angelise one last look as she placed her plate in the sink so she could wash it. “You and your staff are doing good work with her, Felicia,” she said with a smile as she started toward the door. “I have to get going so I can give my slaves their tasks for the day.”

“We’re only following your prescribed program,” Felica said with a shrug. “See you again in a couple of days?”

“Yeah, that’s when her mistress is visiting again, right?”

“Yep.”

“See you then.” Jenna left the house and made her way to her car. Before leaving, she sent messages to Lauren, Melissa, and Diane giving them their tasks for the day. Each was to send her a video of themselves as they masturbated and told her how appreciative they were to have her as their mistress.

As usual, shortly before 8:00, Jenna pulled into her usual spot near the front of the student parking lot and headed into the building. She smiled as she passed Lexi, Bethany, and Elissa’s cars. She made her way directly to Mia’s room, where the enslaved teacher, Bethany, Elissa, and Lexi waited. Mia was dressed as was required of her, a black button-down shirt, with the top two buttons left undone, a short skirt just long enough to comply with the teachers’ dress code, and a pair of shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. The three students were dressed similarly in T-shirts, stylish, wide-legged jeans that hugged each of their asses flatteringly, and sneakers.

“Present yourselves for inspection,” Jenna said as she closed and locked the door behind her. At their mistress’s command, Mia lifted her skirt, revealing her clean-shaven pussy, while Bethany, Elissa, and Lexi lifted their T-shirts, then pulled down their jeans. Jenna smiled at their obedience as she walked the line her slaves had made. She pressed her palm against and gently rubbed each of their pussies, testing to make sure each was shaven to her satisfaction. “Very good,” she said as she began to unbutton Mia’s shirt instead of reaching through her open collar, or up through the bottom as she usually did. “From now on, Mia, you will unbutton your shirt for inspections.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the teacher answered without hesitation.

“Are you ready to hear your tasks for the day?” Jenna asked as she pinched and twisted Mia’s nipples just hard enough to make the beautiful teacher wince.

“Yes, Mistress,” they all said in unison. Jenna moved with a satisfied smirk on her face. She moved back down the line to Lexi.

“Lexi, you know your long-term task. Break up with Ayden, tell all your friends how much you love me, and beg me to go to homecoming. But today, we both have our last period free, so you will come to my place and give me a lap dance. If I enjoy it, you get to eat my pussy. If I don’t, you get a spanking.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lexi said, clearly nervous. “B-but, volleyball practice…”

“Oh, don’t worry. We’ll be back in time, and if you don’t please me,” Jenna said, her hands moving to Lexi’s bare ass cheeks and squeezing. “You’ll just have to practice with a sore ass, won’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” Jenna said before kissing her former rival, who eagerly returned the kiss.

“You two,” she said, moving to the twins. She reached into her purse, removing two of the Smart vibrating eggs that were part of her collection of toys. “Put them in,” she said as she handed them to the twins. Wordlessly, the two took one of the eggs and inserted the one they had taken into their pussies. “No cumming. You must text me to get permission to cum, understood?” she asked as she used her phone to set the two devices to vibrate at their lowest power setting.

“Yes, Mistress,” they replied as their bodies tensed slightly in response to the dull vibrations they felt deep in their cores.

“Now you,” Jenna said after taking a moment to enjoy the twins’ response to the toys vibrating inside of them. “Turn around, bend over your desk, and spread your ass cheeks,” she said as she again reached into her purse. This time, she pulled out a thick metal anal plug and a tube of lube. It gleamed in the classroom's light. Mia remembered times when her mistress had used a strap-on to fuck her ass. This anal plug, at its thickest point, looked to be thicker than any strap-on she had been **** to take in her ass.

“Yes, Mistress,” Mia said weakly. She turned in place before stepping forward slightly before bending over her desk, pressing her bare breasts against the cool wooden surface. She reached back, gently grabbed her ass cheeks, and slowly pulled them apart. She heard the squelch of the lube being **** out of the tube, the wet sound of Jenna spreading it over the smooth metal.

That is when she felt it, the cool wet lube, the almost cold metal pressing against her asshole. She gasped and tried to relax as she felt Jenna apply pressure, slowly adding more as it slid in. Mia grunted as she felt herself stretch uncomfortably, but not quite painfully. She gasped and pressed her hips against the edge of her desk as the thickest part of the plug slid into her ass.

“There,” Jenna purred in her ear, the younger girl’s hot, moist breath on her ear, along with the almost cold feeling in her ass, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. “The same goes for you, Mia. It should be interesting to see if you can cum from this plug.”

For a brief moment, Mia said nothing as she silently wondered what Jenna had met. Then she felt it, the dull vibration of the anal plug. “Yes, Mistress,” Mia said as she let go of her ass cheeks, then gripped the far side of her desk.

“Good, now get dressed, all of you.”

By the end of second period, Mia was thankful Jenna had left the power on low. It didn’t appear that any of her students could hear the quiet buzzing coming from her ass, and they gave no hint of being able to smell her arousal. She sat at her desk, and she shifted slightly in her seat. The dull vibrations in her ass had become almost like a dull itch that was just out of reach to scratch. “I feel bad for the twins,” she thought, thinking of Bethany and Elissa.

When the final period of the day came, Jenna drove home with Lexi, close behind. When they entered the lake house, Jenna went straight to the living room and sat on the couch. “Alright, Lexi,” she said as she took out her phone, “Give me a song you want to strip to, then go upstairs, choose one of the outfits I have given you, come back down here and strip for me.”

“Yes, Mistress. I would like to strip for you to…” She paused, taking a moment to think. “Centerfold.”

“Now go get dressed.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she replied before heading upstairs to the spare bedroom and dressing in black six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes, a tiny black satin thong, a matching bra, and over top of the sexy lingerie, her schoolgirl uniform. When she returned to Jenna, she saw that her mistress had placed a small cane on the end table at one end of the couch. She stopped in front of Jenna, not moving, as if she expected to be inspected again.

“Nice choice, Lexi,” Jenna said with an amused smirk. “Remember, if I get turned on by your lap dance, you eat my pussy. If not,” She said as she reached over and picked up the cane. She held it by the handle in one hand and ran the short, slim body of the implement between the index and middle fingers of her other hand. “You get a spanking.” She paused again to smirk at Lexi before setting the cane on the armrest so it would be easier to reach. “Begin,” she finally said as she tapped the screen of her phone.

Lexi's heart thudded in anticipation as the opening notes of Centerfold began to play. She shifted her weight from one leg to another, feeling the familiar sensation of standing in stiletto heels and the way her sexy lingerie and schoolgirl uniform clung to her skin. Her palms were clammy, an odd mix of excitement and dread coating her skin. Jenna lounged on the couch, her gaze boring into Lexi like a predator eyeing its prey. The cane resting on the armrest was a silent yet potent reminder of the stakes.

Summoning every ounce of courage she could muster, Lexi began to move, slow and sultry at first. She snapped her gum, trying to exude the same sultry confidence that oozed from the song's lyrics. Her hips swirled in time with the beat, circling an imaginary pole she mentally erected in the center of the room. Her hands trailed up her legs, teasingly skimming over the hem of her short plaid skirt. As she hooked her fingers under the hem, she met Jenna's smoldering gaze.

Lexi's breath caught in her throat, but she powered through, taking solace in the fact that her mistress hadn't stopped the music yet. She turned her back to Jenna, bent over slightly, quickly lifting her skirt and giving Jenna a look at her ass. Then, she slid the skirt down her thighs, the fabric's whisper deafening in her ears. Once the garment pooled around her ankles, she stepped out of it.

The air was cool against her bare thighs, and goosebumps broke out on her skin. She unbuttoned her white blouse, one button at a time, revealing satin-covered breasts, stomach muscles tightening as she arched her back. The song reached the chorus, and Lexi felt her own confidence rise. This was as far as she'd rehearsed in her mind, but she decided to improvise the rest.

On the beat of the music, she unclasped her bra, the flimsy garment joining the discarded shirt on the floor. Her nipples hardened in the cooler air, and Lexi couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine. She took a step closer to Jenna and pressed her mistress’s face into her breasts before shaking them back and forth. She then stood, turned her back to Jenna, and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of revealing panties. She began to roll and sway her hips as she looked over her shoulder at Jenna and seductively bit her lip, as if to say, “I know you want me to take these off.” When she saw Jenna lightly lick her lip, Lexi began to slowly pull the satin thong down her legs. With a quick flicking kick, she sent the tiny panties across the room.

She spun around again and placed her right foot on the back of the couch near Jenna’s head. She began thrusting her hips to the beat, placing her clean-shaven pussy just inches from Jenna’s face. Then she straddled Jenna’s lap again. This time, she leaned close so Jenna could feel her hot, wet breath on her ear. “Could you smell it, Mistress?” Lexi whispered into Jenna’s ear in a seductive purr. “How fucking horney just thinking about eating your pussy makes me? How badly your pathetic little slut needs to taste you, Misstress?” she asked as the outro began. She ground her hips against Jenna’s and softly moaned in her ear until the music stopped.

“Stand up,” Jenna ordered. Lexi let out a nervous breath as she stood. Her heart raced as Jenna stood, then removed her shoes, jeans, and panties. She sat back down with her legs spread and stared at Lexi. “Eat my pussy and make me cum.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lexi said as a wave of relief washed through her. She dropped to her knees, keeping her eyes locked on Jenna’s, and began to softly kiss along her inner thigh.

Jenna smiled as she took a firm grip on Lexi’s long brown hair and pulled back, making Lexi look up at her. “I appreciate you wanting me to enjoy it, but we don’t have a lot of time before we have to get going back to school for volleyball practice. So, get busy, or would you rather I cane you instead?”

“No, Mistress, I’d rather eat your pussy.” Jenna licked her lips as she let go of Lexi’s hair and leaned back against the couch. Lexi leaned forward and began to eagerly lap Jenna’s pussy, her tongue gliding along her classmate’s labia. She circled the tip of her tongue around her clit, before gently probing into Jenna’s pussy as she drank down her mistress’s juices as if they were fine wine.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Angelise's mistress visits the farm

B) Melissa is summoned to the lake house

C) Diane's bad day

D) Jenna sees more of her dad's operation

E) Something else. What?