A New Path Forged

Lisa felt her cheeks flame, heat was rising through her body, and she couldn't believe that she had just cum right in front of Kyle. Her chest felt tight, and her skin was tingling. She breathed slowly, forcing herself to face him with a weak smile and then - because even in this situation, she still had a bit of mischief in her soul - she spread her thighs a bit to give him a good view of her womanhood, the string still trailed from her clit to his hand, the gentle but firm pressure it provided was driving her wild. She could feel how hot her skin had become, she could feel the rushing blood inside of her veins. She could feel her heart pumping, spiking desire through her, making her tremble with want.

Maybe it was the rope around her clit. Maybe it was the fact that she had just walked naked through the college. Maybe it was the fact that she'd climaxed in front of her master, who was still watching her like he couldn't quite believe it himself. Either way, Lisa realised she wanted more. She could feel her body, the pulsing heat from her core, the tightness and wetness between her legs that told her one climax wasn't enough.

She gulped, swallowing a little as she turned to him.

"S-so, did you enjoy the show?"

She could see by the bulge in his pants that he had. His cock was rock hard, straining against the fabric of his trousers. Lisa closed her eyes for a moment, remembering what it had been like to be fucked by him on the stage, with everyone watching, she remembered feeling his shaft forcing its way past her lower lips, filling her up even as she entered her new life as a ****.

"I think I might have..." Kyle said slowly. His tongue ran over his lips, like they were dry as well. He was clearly nervous, and neither of them knew quite what to say in that moment. Then, Kyle spoke.

"You...you really like this sort of things, don't you Lisa?"

Lisa felt her face colour, and her eyes dropped to the ground.

"I don't know what you mean..."

"I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw you naked in the office, you were aroused, weren't you? And even when you came right now, you didn't even try to hide yourself."

"Y-you're my master, I don't think I'm allowed to hide myself from you..."

"There's no one here and you know I wouldn't tell. You keep clinging to the rules, at first I thought it was because you were scared, but it's more than that, isn't it?"

Lisa felt her heart beating quickly in her chest. She felt like she'd been cornered, as if she had nowhere to go. This wasn't something she had expected! Kyle was reading her far too easily! She slowly looked up at him. His eyes were intense, locking down her own gaze. His arousal was clear, but he was holding that in check too with sheer willpower. She felt like she was seeing another side of him, one she had never expected.

"Is...is it bad if I do?" Lisa asked softly, "I mean plenty of girls want to do things like this... it's a common fantasy..."

"But fantasy isn't the same as reality." Kyle said, "Plenty of women might fantasise about doing what you are, but if you told them they actually could, most would back down! Did you volunteer to become a ****?"

"N-no! " Lisa said, raising her hands to her face, "You know I was chosen out of the class. I wouldn't volunteer. I mean...well, maybe but I didn't have to, so..."

She trailed off, her eyes falling to the tiled floor again. She felt so ashamed, like Kyle was reading her every thought. She heard him sigh, and looked up to see him rubbing his forehead as though in exasperation. The sight was so unexpected that she had to giggle.

"Lisa, I swear..." Kyle sighed, "This is one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me. You've gone on some pretty nuts adventures before. But this takes the cake, it really does."

"Are you saying you don't want to be my master?" She asked him, "I-if that's the case, you can give me back to the college..."

"Yeah, and they'll put you to use!" He pointed out, "If I let you go to anyone else, then you'll be treated like a **** because everyone thinks you are one! D you want that? Do you want to be seen and toyed up? tied up so that people can watch you squirm with vibrators and all sorts of toys attached to your body?"

Lisa felt her face heating up.

"I mean...that will only happen if you abandon me, Kyle. A-and I think that you're enjoying this too. Didn't you ever think that I was cute or hot? We've been friends for years, so don't tell me you never wanted to see me naked."

"Of course I did." Kyle said, looking away as if embarrassed to admit it. "You and Diana both. You've been my friends since I was old enough to even think girls were attractive. I've had....thoughts.. about the both of you sometimes... but this isn't the same as that. This is slavery!"

"It is but... what if I enjoy it,Kyle?" She asked him, "You're right I...I do want to do this. Even though it's horrible sometimes, I feel like I never have before. I...I always wanted an excuse to do something like this... this is both terrible and amazing, Kyle! You're right, I'm absolutely humiliated by most of it, but at the same time, part of me is glad that it's happening? Is.,.is that kind of fucked up?"

"YES!" Kyle said firmly, "Yes, it's kind of fucked up!"

He turned away for a moment, his hands flexed, closing into fists, then he turned back.

"They want me to be your master, Lisa. They want me to fuck you, and to humiliate you sexually. They want you to be my ****, my sex ****. I can't... I can't do that to my friend!"

"But couples do it all the time!" She pointed out.

"We're not a couple!"

"Would...would you like to be?"

For a moment, Kyle's face went blank, like this was the last thing he had expected.

"What?"

"I said..." Lisa felt her own throat growing tighter, she was surprised by how nervous she was, how hard it was to say after everything that had already happened. "If this isn't the sort of thing we can do as friends... do you want to go further? I...I want you as my master, Kyle. I want to be humiliated by you. I want to be your sex **** because I trust you. Submission turns me on, and...and I am kind of enjoying everything that's happened, but it's safer if you're with me as well. And...um....well, I can't stop thinking about the other day..."

"The stage?"

"Y-yeah... you fucked me in front of everyone, but more than that, you stood up for me when no one else did. Even my own sister didn't fight for me as much as you did. I always liked you as a friend, but that was the moment I started to think of you as maybe something more.

"Would...would you like to be my boyfriend, Kyle?"

"You mean your master?"

"No, you're already my master. But I want more. I want us to be a couple once this is over... b-because of all of this, I've been exploring my sexuality, and I want to have you at my side during it. Everyone else will think that I'm just your sex ****, like they want, but if we're really a couple, it's fine, right?"

Kyle was rubbing the side of his head as if to ward off an incoming headache.

"I don't know about ''fine''" he said. "That logic is kind of twisted, Lisa. Nevertheless..." His face softened as he looked out her, taking a step forwards slowly. Lisa's hands were still caught behind her back, but that didn't matter. He reached out, running his fingers through her hair gently, his fingers were so soft.

"You sure you want this?"

She looked up into his eyes.

"The boyfriend thing, or the humiliation thing?"

"Both."

She closed her eyes for a moment, and then nodded, her resolve hardening.

"Yes. Yes to both."

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. As if the weight of history were shifting, flowing in a new direction, and then Kyle stood back.

"All right. I'll do it. I've always liked you, Lisa. You were always so cute, so nice and so friendly to everyone, I was inspired by you. This...this isn't exactly the sort to a relationship I wanted but if you're really happy with it..."

"I am."

"Then I suppose I have ****. If we're a couple now, I have to support you, and if you're enjoying this, then it's not on me to tell you to stop."

He leaned over and kissed her, pressing his lips against her own. She tasted his tongue in her mouth, the weight of his body pressing against hers. His hands slowly slid down her shoulders, his fingers leaving a tingling wake across her naked skin. She felt him dropping lower and lower, tracing the curves of her body. They swept down her side, moving to her hips, and then to her thighs. Lisa moaned into the kiss as one of Kyle's fingers touched her womanhood, slowly starting to circle her mound, pressing down on it and pleasuring it. His other hand moved upwards, capturing her breast, his fingers teasing her chest. Her own hands were bound, the string tied to her clit was totally forgotten in that moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, they broke apart.

"I've been waiting for years to do that..." Kyle said. "That was me as your boyfriend. Now, as your master, there's only one other thing I can think of doing."

"Y-yes?"

"We can't have you running along after me all day with that string between your legs. Its really inconvenient and every time you squeak, I feel guilty."

"But Anya said..."

"I know. The only way to undo it is to make you cum four more times. So, shall we get to it?"

She felt her heart beating fast, Kyle was already taking off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. As she watched, he turned around, and wedged a brush against the handle of the door to the bathroom, just to make sure that no one would interrupt them. Then, he turned around, his pants falling around his legs to reveal his erection.

"You said that you liked to be humiliated? All right. Lisa, get on your knees and reward me for accepting you as my girlfriend."