Physics

*Ding* Shit. That’s the bell, meaning my playtime with my Mistresses has come to an end. I worried what would happen after our time together ends. Would they reveal my secret, or worse? “****?” Mistress Kelly asked.

“Yes, Mistress Kelly?” I responded humbly, awaiting the answer to my worries.

“We have decided what do you with you, you worthless piece of flesh.” Mistress Caroline responded.

“You will be our permanent ****.” Mistress Kelly continued.

“Oh thank you Mistress Kelly and Mistress Caroline. I only wish to serve you both and make you happy.” I replied. I was relieved that they would continue to use me, and keep my secret.

“Let us finish ****. You will not only be our ****, but anyone we tell’s ****. We will not tell your secret, but just tell them you’re our ****. If anyone says the phrase ‘Evergreen Eagle’, you are to serve them as well, do you understand?” Mistress Caroline explains.

“Yes, Mistress Caroline, I will make you proud.”

“Go now ****, or you will be late.” With that, I scurry off to AP Stats.

All of Stats I am apprehensive, waiting for a girl to utter the phrase. Beth and Melanie, two twins in my class walk by. I wonder if they are about to utter the phrase. But, no, they pass without a word. Finally, the class ends, and I scurry off to physics.

I arrive in physics and only 1 person is in the room, Amanda. I look at her pale white Croatian face. I have always admired her long straight brown hair, and have loved her 5 freckles along her cheek line. She is smiling, which can only mean one thing. We have never been close, in fact, for the longest time, we have been enemies. And then I hear the dreaded phrase “Evergreen Eagle.” Without a thought, I fall to my knees and utter the simple phrase “I live to serve you Mistress Amanda.”

“Get up ****,” she responded harshly, “We don’t want to be caught. Sit next to me today, and well have some fun.” I follow her, and sit in the furthest back row, almost out of sight of the teacher. I sit in the second seat to the end, she sits on the end. Our teacher announces we’re doing a lab today, meaning that she won’t be paying attention, and everyone will be focused on their work, frantically trying to finish before the period ends. Of course, my new Mistress Amanda tells me we will be lab partners.

“You will be doing the entire lab, ****,” my Mistress Amanda tells me. I am not surprised and am happy to be of service to her. I begin to work hard on the lab, when my Mistress Amanda begins to have some fun with me. She intentionally knocked a circuit off of the table. “Pick it up, now ****,” she barks.

I bend down. I cannot reach. I get out of my chair to get the circuit. I am down on my knees, under the table, when she quietly tells me to stay there. My goddess slowly pulls her black yoga pants down ever so slightly, unnoticeable to anyone else. She leaned down to my ear, and whispered, “Get your face underneath me, now Kevin.” I move my face underneath my Mistress Amanda bottom. She sits on my face with the full **** of her body on my head, which is resting on the metal chair. My head and neck feel intense and sharp pain, but it is in service to my Mistress Amanda, and that makes it ok.

“Kiss my Croatian ass, you worthless whore.” Upon hearing my whispered order, I begin. I keep my eyes open the entire time, only able to see the top of her beautiful behind. I open my mouth, sticking my tongue out to lick the soft skin of my exquisite goddess. My tongue hits her silky pale skin and begins to move in a circle. I lick up and down, left and right, making sure every spot is delicately touched on both sides of her hole. After ensuring that every part of her luxurious arse was worshipped, I moved on to her anus. I jammed my tongue up her hole, and begin to slowly move around. I could taste shit, but I fought off my gag reflex in an attempt to please my Mistress Amanda. I continued to lick all around, making sure to clean the holy hole that my Mistress Amanda allowed me to touch with my whore-ish tongue. I worked tirelessly until I heard the command to stop.

“Hold still ****,” she whispered. Mistress Amanda, then let loose the loudest, nastiest, smelliest fart I have ever seen before. As my goddess politely said to everyone “Sorry guys” I began to fight for my life. I couldn’t breathe. I inhaled as hard as I could to please my Mistress Amanda. I smelled that stinky, stinky, nasty, dirty, bad fart smell — I was thirsty for it, my body began to ache, my dick began getting hard like bullets, my underwear drenched. I wanted to hump something, even as she pressed my beautiful face deeper and deeper into her seamy butt crack. I began to tear up at the rancid, sulfur-esque smell, but at the same time was so thankful to be blessed by my goddess with her gas.

After struggling for several minutes, I finally was able to utter “Thank… you… Mistress Amanda.”

“You are welcome ****, now get back up and finish our lab.” With that, I eagerly began to finish our lab. For the rest of my period, my Mistress Amanda began watching me work diligently working on our lab, and waiting for me to finish. I finished just as the bell rang, and before leaving she said to me “****, here is my homework due tomorrow. I expect this done by tomorrow.” I was happy to serve another goddess and was happy to please her.