Yes, She Does

Hanae would love to know what it meant to have him added as a dominant before agreeing but no explanation was forthcoming. She sighed and responded: yes.

Hanae looked up and asked: "I'm interested in learning poker, may I ask your name please, Sir?" She blushed a little at the habitual Sir, not really having intended it for a classmate though.

"Zach. And what is yours?" Zachary asked.

"It's Hanae, Sir, but please, call me whatever name you'd prefer." Hanae said, then flushed and froze. She had definitely not intended on saying the last bit.

"Any name I'd prefer eh? What if I preferred to call you kitten or slut? Somehow I think you have a preference." Zachary said. He seemed slightly startled at the words that came out of his mouth and opened his mouth to say something further but Hanae interjected before he could.

Hanae blushed and tried to stop the words that came out of her mouth next but failed: "Sir, if you wish to call me Slut or Kitten or Slutkitten, any are acceptable."

Zach's eyebrows rose: "You'd really be okay if I went around calling you Slutkitten everywhere?"

Hanae slammed her knees together, purposefully inducing a shock but it failed to stop the next words: "I take it you have made your preference known, Sir? Is my name to be Slutkitten, Sir?"

Zach thought for a moment and said: "I had not intended on it, at least not consciously but I suppose if I hadn't at least considered it and desired it sub-consciously I wouldn't have raised it as an option. Slutkitten. You are beautiful, Slutkitten. It feels weird to say it but at the same time I get a little thrill every time. I guess it is then!"

Hanae despaired but based on experience, knew that she wouldn't be able to change her new name with Zach, at least not likely without negotiating for the change and there was no way she was starting negotiations with someone who was definitely her superior now, in a public environment like this. "Sir, I have one thing I need to do before we go to your room to practice poker."

"Certainly! I need to finish my meal anyway." Zachary pulled out a book from his bag and started reading while he finished his potatoes and gravy.

Hanae started her next game, and the 50 point bonus helped, but with the Oni playing ZIPLESS as his first word vertically with the z on the middle, with 86 points to start off with, she wasn't in a good starting position. Her tiles were: S, U, N, I, U, O, O. Avoiding the punishment word tiles meant the largest word she could come up with that fit was IONS.

Hanae sighed as she played it because it meant the score was now 86:54. The Oni played VOTE off of the E in ZIPLESS for 8 points. Hanae perked up, she might have a chance.

Then Hanae looked at her options and shook her head: U, U, O, O, E, D, S. She played DUOS for 7 off of the last S in ZIPLESS, picking up a PW tile in the process.

The Oni played BELIE horizontally, for 15 points, connecting the L in ZIPLESS, which also gave BO, and ET.

At 109:61, and 3 seconds left on the timer, Hanae unhappily threw down the only thing she could see from her tiles: U, U, O, E, N, U, C, that fit the board without hitting any PW tiles: ODE off of the D in DUOS. 109:64.

Then the Oni played its last word: OBEYS for 20 points off of the S in IONS, catching the double word score.

With U, U, U, N, C, A, T, Hanae scrambled to find a word that could fit the spaces. The only letters that were truly easy to use were Z at the end of a word and O somewhere in the word. She played COUNT off of the O for 9 points, ending the game and huffed in frustration.

The Oni floated her words for her: DUOS, OBEYS, and ZIPLESS, before they all floated over to join her list. Hanae started to protest when she realized what DUOS did. She sighed. Two punishment words per game was going to make every game go so much worse. Hanae took the last bite of her food, grabbed her plate and stood up, and watched helplessly as her skirt slipped down to her spread knees. Hurriedly she sat down and put her tray back on the table.

Zachary looked up: "You okay?"

Hanae wiggled a hand and grimaced as she surreptitiously looked around and saw gratefully that no one had noticed. Her skirt was still around her knees, so someone was bound to notice sooner or later, but Hanae waited until Zachary was engrossed in his book again before she carefully drew her skirt back up and looked at it. The zipper was gone, and the space it had occupied looked like there had never been a zipper sewn in the spot. Hanae reached into her bag and pulled out a safety pin. When she had finished putting the safety pin in, the safety pin disappeared. That was when she felt the breeze and looked down. Hurriedly she drew her blouse back together again but without buttons, or buttonholes, she couldn't close it. She tried to tie a knot using the bottom of the blouse but it immediately untied itself and her belt shocked her for the attempt.

Looking at the skirt that was heavily rolled up and the blouse that refused to stay together, Hanae did the only thing she could. "Sir? May I request your assistance?"

"How can I help you Slutkitten?" Zachary asked.

Flushing at the term, Hanae replied: "I've lost my clothing closures and I need to put my tray away before we go back to your room."

"Okay. You know, this campus has a policy that students can wear whatever they want. Just take your clothes off and put them in your bag! That would solve the problem." Zachary grinned, joking, standing up and grabbing her tray.

"Yes, Sir." Hanae replied, her eyes widening as she removed her blouse and placed it in her bag. Then sliding her knees just a little, she removed her skirt and did the same thing. Blushing furiously, she asked: "Sir, could we please go to your room, quickly?"

Zachary sat there, shell-shocked. "Um.. You actually did that. I didn't expect you to actually do that. You're really kinky, aren't you?"

Squirming, Hanae wanted to bolt but felt like eyes were looking at her from everywhere. They weren't, but it felt like it.

Zachary joked: "You know, I was partially considering asking if you wanted to play strip poker to practice but I get the feeling that you might try to lose on purpose!" He eyed the belt appreciatively. "Impressive bit of hardware by way way."

Hanae blushed and covered herself while shrinking down into her chair as much as possible while Zachary put the trays away and then stood and stood as close to his back right side as possible while they walked out the door.

Zachary looked back, "do you want me to put my arm over your shoulder? You are less likely to trip over my feet that way."

Hanae quietly slipped under his arm, wanting to say no but accepting the additional cover it provided. She was surprised so few people were noticing or saying anything but then noticed most people had their heads down and were on their phones while walking, some even doing video conferencing. Only about two out of the forty walking through the doors even noticed, both stopping short, shaking their heads with amused grins, but that was all the reaction she got.

Zachary looked over when she stiffened suddenly. "You okay?"

Hanae just nodded. "Mmhmm." She **** out as halfway across campus her rear vibrator had kicked in. The rear and clit vibe started to do alternating roller coasters, bringing her to the edge and then dropping her back down to a low simmer. Her eyes half lidded and she leaned into Zachary as he badged into his dorm. "Hmmm!" She let out as she followed Zachary up the stairs. Partway up, she paused and then remembered something important. "Sir?"

"Yes?" Zachary responded, turning around and looked at her face, now flushed.

"Do you have a lockable cabinet or something I can put my clothes in when we get to your room?" Hanae blushed and looked down as she said this.

"Um, yes? I have a floor safe that has nothing in it. It's a little small though." Zachary responded.

Hanae said: "Would you please put it outside your room when we get there? Unlocked?"

Zachary looked intrigued. "Sure thing. I can do that. There isn't anything to keep anyone from walking away with it though..."

"That's okay, Sir, we can bring it in the room after I put my clothes in and perform a little...greeting ceremony." Hanae ducked her head and tucked a stray hair behind her ear while her torso grew even more flushed from the vibrations.

Zachary looked confused but agreeable. "Um, okay. It's on this floor here." He opened the door and they went through. Zachary unlocked the door right in front of the stairway and rummaged around for a few minutes while Hanae tried desperately to compose herself.

Finally he found the safe, unlocked it, and handed it to Hanae, who placed her clothing in it, locked it, knocked on the still open door where Zachary laughed and said: "Come in Slutkitten."

Hanae stepped forward, went on her tiptoes and gently pulled him down and kissed him on the mouth. At his flabbergasted look, she then knelt, furiously blushing, undid the zipper on his pants...

"Slu...Hana...Slutkitten! What are you doing?!" Zachary gasped out as her hands fished his penis out from his briefs.

Hanae let out a brief sigh of relief to see that he was small, only about 3" long, maybe 1/2" in diameter, and very soft. But he was growing quickly. She quickly put her mouth over it and tried to kiss the base but it was too late, he had already grown long enough she couldn't kiss the base without **** herself. She tried to pull back to explain but when her hands twisted her nipples, she winced and pushed forwards again, but coughed when the head of his penis hit the back of her throat again. This time, she was two inches away from kissing the base. The third time she was two and a half inches from kissing the base. The fourth time was the same, but he had grown significantly in girth as well.

Knowing this wouldn't end until Hanae finally kissed the base, she pushed herself forward hard, fighting her gag reflex and almost made it before she had to back off. Trying to pull off completely caused her to twist her nipples fiercely so she swallowed rapidly and drove forward again, just as her belt pulsed hard and she had to fight off an orgasm, but she did it, she kissed the base. Swallowing hard and fast to avoid throwing up she accomplished something else she hadn't meant to as she finally realized what Zachary had been saying: "Oh! There! Yes! Wow! Sorry, I'm about to... I'm going to... If you keep doing that I'm going to..."

And it was too late to pull back because Zachary spurted while Hanaes' lips were locked around the base, swallowing hard, stimulating the glands. She tasted something salty, and very different to anything else she could compare it to before her eyes widened and she jerked back off of him quickly, just in time for the second spurt to **** her to close her eyes to avoid getting semen in them. A third and fourth spurt landed in her hair while a fifth landed on her cheek and the last landed on her chest as she tried pulling back.

"Wow! You're awesome! Oh. I need to get you a towel, one moment please." Hanae could hear Zachary swiftly rummaging in his room before a towel was placed in her hand. She started cleaning herself up, embarrassed beyond belief.

"No one has ever...I mean, I've never... You're the first person I've ever been...Slutkit...Hanae, Slutkitten, are you sure that's what you want me to call you?" Zachary asked.

"Whatever you want to call me, Sir. You named me Slutkitten so Slutkitten I am unless you wish to name me something else." Hanae really wanted to change that, to tell him to call her by her name but the words wouldn't come out right. She finally finished cleaning herself off and opened her eyes, looking up to see him sitting at a table.

"Well, as long as you're sure, because I really do get a thrill every time I say it and I can't wait to introduce you to the group." Zachary said.

Hanae realized her plan to shift as much of the superior duties to Zachary as possible may not have been the best plan if she couldn't even stand up for her preferences when he asked if he had already shown preferences a different way... And she realized that she didn't know that much about him in the first place, she had just hoped to find someone other than Professor Thorndike to be in control of her orgasms.

Speaking of..."Sir, this may sound a little odd, but may I beg a favor of you?" Hanae crawled over to the chair opposite him and started standing to sit in it, covering herself as much as possible while doing do.

"Sure! What's the favor?" Zachary asked.

Hanae cleared her throat and then said: "May I have your phone number so I can send text messages asking if I can have an..." She paused, cleared her throat again, and continued softly: "have an orgasm with your permission?"

Zachary shot up in his chair and grinned. "Definitely!" Then he turned thoughtful. "Say, since this is a favor, may I call my favor now?"

Hanae wanted to ask what it was first but found herself immediately responding: "Yes Sir, of course. Whatever you want, I agree."

"Wow! I was going to ask and give you the option to turn it down, but okay. I was going to say one of the best ways to learn poker is to have real stakes in the game and since you seem to be kinky, we could play where I allow a number of orgasms based on if you win a hand and if I win a hand, you follow certain daily rules. If you run out of chips and have to buy back in, you get another rule. Are you certain you don't want to back out?" Zachary asked, eager eagerly awaiting her response.

Hanae found herself responding: "Of course, Sir, how many rounds did you want to play?"

"How about until you win two orgasms?" Zachary proposed.

Hanae did not want more rules interfering with her life but found herself agreeing anyway.

Zachary said: "Excellent! First rule is that when you play games with the group, you play dressed as you are but with your elbows tied behind your back. Now you know the stakes. Do you know what hands beat which hands?"

Hanae shook her head. Zachary dealt two cards to each of them and then placed the deck between them. Then he placed multiple currency chips in front of them both.

"This is Texas Hold-Em. Now, without getting into Small Blind, Big Blind rules at the moment, essentially you want at least a pair..." Zachary spent five minutes going over the ins and outs of how to play and then they started the game.

After the turn, Hanae was staring at a King, Two off suit that matched nothing on the table but decided to try to bluff by putting down a quarter of her chips. Zachary called and then the river card flipped over. Hanae was once again staring at nothing but decided to go all in, hoping it might work. No dice, because Zachary called again.

"Now we show down." Zachary flipped over a pair of three's, which matched the three on the river.

Hanae flipped her cards over.

"Ahh. I guess you'll be playing with the group with your elbows tied! And to go along with that... How about you wear an underbust corset whenever you wear your chastity belt!" Zachary said. "You deal next. Next rule, hmm. Ohh! I know, no, I'd have to buy some nipple clamps for that."

Hanae found herself speaking up: "Sir, I have nipple clamps in my purse. I'll have to buy a corset, I don't have one at the moment."

Zachary grinned: "I've got a costuming friend that has been eager to practice making corsets, no worries on that front! But you already have clamps? You really are a Slutkitten! Perfect! Next, you play all games wearing those nipple clamps."

Hanae froze. He had said all games. She knew he likely meant just the games with the group, but the specific wording...oh no.

Zachary looked at the cards in her hand: "You going to deal?"

"Sorry Sir, yes Sir." Hanae dealt woodenly. And watched another round go badly. She then found herself reaching into her purse, removing the clamps, and attaching them to her nipples. "Haaa, owwiee." She said quietly as the first went on.

"Oh! I didn't think, oh, I worded that wrong, didn't I?" Zachary said.

"No Sir, I'm following through as you wanted, all games played wearing the clamps." Hanae said.

"Ah. Oops. Oh well." Zachary grinned abashedly. He took the cards, shuffled, and then said: "New rule then, if we are going to go more than just during the games with the group, you cannot take off the clamps yourself, someone else must do that for you."

Hanae knew this was going to be bad. She played two games a day already, this was going to be hard enough without having to find someone to remove the clamps as well. But apparently her Words With Fiends app wasn't going to let her up from the game until she won those orgasms, as two sore, self twisted, still clamped nipples swiftly attested.

"Wow! You, know, the next rule after this we could add weights if you need more than what you've already got with those clamps." Zachary said, having finished dealing.

"Yes, Sir. Whatever you think is best." Hanae said through teeth she wished she could have gritted through.

A few moments later, Hanae was surprised, staring at her two pair vs. his single pair.

"Nice! You won an orgasm!" Zachary said. "Same rule for next hand."

Hanae dealt and lost the next hand. She winced as an errant movement caused the clamps to tug painfully.

Zachary said: "All right, let's add weights when whenever you wear the clamps as the next rule, equal in ounces to the number of times you've worn clamps between orgasms." He missed her jerky movement at his statement and dealt the next hand.

Having folded to avoid busting out on the next hand, Hanae was trying to figure out how to actually win this game. She stared hard at the cards in the next hand and when she went all in on the river, Zachary called and won again.

Zachary said: "This is getting difficult! I know, from now on, you wear a bell on your collar and nipples. And, for the next rule: you wear a French Maid outfit to school once a week."

Hanae looked in her purse to see if she had anything that would fit her new requirements and froze. There were labeled bell weights in her purse but they were in three ounce increments. She sighed, and put one weight on one nipple clamp using the handy hook attachment and hissed as the weight pulled down hard. She did the same on her other nipple and her eyes watered. She found a normal cat collar bell in her purse and put that on her collar. Even that small movement was enough to make it ring merrily.

Hanae played the next hand and was about to show down when she heard her phone start ringing. She looked down and realized what time it was. Her mother was calling, and her mother didn't call without doing video calls. Hanae looked up in desperation. If she put off her mother, her mother would freak, and if she answered like this, her mother would definitely freak. She could answer without video but then she would hear about how she was doing something secretive.