English 101, room 213

Crawling around on all fours had already been painful for Naomi, but with the clamps it was almost impossible to find a comfortable groove. She was constantly between trying to keep up with Rachael and trying to limit the distance of her steps so they didn’t yank too hard. She had to bunch her body up in an awkward pose because keeping her back straight just didn’t work. Every time her vibrating butt plug turned on she flinched, making the clamps pull even further. As they continued the walk Rachael would occasionally give the leash a playful pull, something Naomi never quite caught on to.

Finally they reached the building that housed the first class of her college life. As they entered the building, Naomi recalled the class was on the second floor. They had taken the elevator the previous day, but now Rachael headed for the stairs. Naomi let out a catlike mewing noise, trying to stop Rachael without actually talking. She looked at Naomi, and saw her node her head towards the elevator.

“I know you probably think it would be faster to take the elevator, but class is right next to the stairs, so it’ll be faster this way.”

‘That’s not what I mean at all!’ Was what Naomi wanted to say, but she knew it was no use.

They reached the stairs, and Rachael, to Naomi’s shock, started to dart up the stairs two at a time. Naomi tried to keep up, but on her third step she slipped, falling backwards onto her knees as Rachael continued. For a moment Naomi genuinely thought that this was it. That Rachael was willing to mutilate her body to prove a point. Thankfully she stopped at what had to be centimeters away from breaking Naomi. Her tits, usually perfect globes, were pulled out, appearing like perfectly solid pyramids jutting out from her chest, and her clit was fully emerged, appearing nearly double its length.

Rachael ran down the steps, trying to prevent the clamps from stretching Naomi any further. She had only wanted to cause physical pain that she suspected Naomi would secretly enjoy, but she didn’t want to permanently scar her. On the plus side, she had a better idea now if just how far she could pull.

“Careful there girl. You don’t wanna end up hurt that bad before we even get started.” Rachael took this opportunity as an excuse to massage Naomi’s breasts and pussy, both to soothe her swelling lady bits and to see just how wound up she could make her. “Here, lets take this slower.”

They finished climbing the stairs and just as Rachael had said, the class was right there. The start of their college life was truly official. Rachael led Naomi inside, and the crawling girl looked around the room. This was nothing how she had pictured it. In high school she imagined herself confidently strutting into class, whether alone or with friends. She’d be a star pupil and maybe even meet a cute boy. Instead she was being led by a leash attached to her intimate’s, a jeweled butt plug vibrating within her anus, totally naked and on all fours, trailing juices as she got perpetually hornier. Then the whispers came.

“Woah, check out the dog girl”

“Is she ok?”

“Damn that is one nice body”

“What is she wearing?”

“What I would give to be the one holding the leash”

“She is soaking wet, must be a kink”

The previous couple days had been bad, but at least she could always leave the people that saw her like this. But here, she was gonna see these people every day for the whole semester. Naomi wished she could fall in a pit and never see anyone again.

“Ah, you two must be Rachael and Naomi. They told me two students would be attending under some special circumstances.” It was the professor, a late twenties looking English lady with fiery red hair. “I’m professor Sarah Honeycutt, and I’ll be teaching you this semester. If you don’t mind, I’m required to see that you have all the necessary paperwork.”

“No problem, I’ve got then right here.” Rachel produced a stack of paper from her bag, handing them to professor Honeycutt.

“Let’s see... owner named Rachel, pet named Naomi... beautiful name by the way... owner has full control of pet... pet to be bare save for devices allowed by owner and special occasions and owner is exempt from all dress codes...pet is not to speak, with the owner speaking and making all decisions for it... pet may be subject to any forms of sexual pleasure for the sake of keeping it docile, with the owner calling on assistance as needed... same rules apply to punishing the pet.”

‘WHAT?!’ Those last two were news to Naomi. ‘Can Rachael really have me pleasured or punished by anyone anywhere?!’

“Now class is scheduled to start soon, so I’ll have to ask that you take a seat Rachael. As for Naomi, we have a throw cushion for you to have next to Rachael.”

“Perfect. We can’t wait to get started. Isn’t that right Naomi?”

Naomi simply nodded her head, knowing she now ran the risk of being punished in public if she spoke.

Rachael led Naomi to her seat, and made sure to turn her plug up another notch before sitting down.