by the-librarian-of-the-lost

chapter one / subteacher

8 min read

M/f
BDSM
Bondage
Slavery

When the airplane got out of the clouds, Laura took a glimpse down by the window. The scenery down there wasn’t familiar to her sight because she never came to this city before. Rapidly, she registered the opaque blue surface of the river crossed by many bridges. Then, the plane fell on the right wing and she couldn’t see nothing else than the white clouds and the sun.

Ten minutes later, the American Airline Boeing 737 hitted the ground, rolled on the airway et exited to the airline terminal where it stopped. Slowly, the passengers picked up there things et proceeded to the building. Laura was in no hurry because she didn’t need to walk to the baggage claim area, travelling light with a lonely bag. Carrying it, she passed the customs and the immigration, arriving in the main hall.

Attempting to orient herself, Laura looked around, wondering if “He” was there. Lots of hurrying people passed in front of her, nobody paying any attention to this quite nice girl. And believe me, she could have kept someone attention. Laura had nice brown hair to the shoulder and wonderful dark eyes carefully maked up. She wasn’t very tall, about 5’-6", but her highheeled shoes raised her up. She wore a white blouse and a black skirt over dark nylons. In a word, she was great.

Anyway, nobody tried to talk to this nice girl and she just left the airport by taxi. As she has been told, she asked to be driven to the belvedere at the top of the central park of the foreign city. A bit surprised by such a request from a stranger who just arrived in-town, the taxi-driver got downtown and then, turn north to the mountain whom was more a hill than a real mountain.

Seated back, Laura plonged into her memories. One week ago, she got her orders by E-mail as usual, but this time, she knew then that she might have a chance to really meet her master. She just finished her forth year as a primary school teacher, correcting the final exams and sending the results to the school. She thought that she would make a trip to California to meet relatives when she received the orders. She has been instructed to come to this foreign city where she’s never been before, well-dressed and without any heavy luggage to visit for the week-end. The instructions were very detailed, asking for special clothing, date and time of arrival, what to do and how to do it, but were silent about what was going to happen after the encounter took place.

The car stopped at the belvedere where people can look at all the downtown part of the city. For a click of a second, Laura was tempted to go back to the airport, but she restrained herself. So she paid the taxi-driver, got out of the car which left soon afterward. Laura felt lonely in that city she didn’t knew and where she knew nobody apparently. She asked herself what would happen if noone showed up. She didn’t feel very succesfull to find another taxi in the park late in the evening.She took a good breath and started walking to the end of the belvedere where she saw the beginning of a long wooden stairway that she had to climb. Laura didn’t need more than fifteen minutes to arrive at the top where a long sidewalk amorced, disappearing after a brief left turn. Laura wondered where she should be heading, but that wasn’t very hard to find because there was only one way out and a sign marked by an arrow annonced the observatory.

Half an hour later, always bearing her bag, Laura arrived at the observatory, another belvedere but serviced by a restaurant and equiped with lots of seating. Only a few persons were there at this rather late time, couples for the most part. Laura was tempted to go to the restaurant, feeling a bit hungry, but she remembered her orders.

Laura took a place at the end of the seating area, found a big book in her bag and started reading. It was a Stephen King novel that she has been reading for awhile, but had not been able to finish before the end of the semester. She read for more than hour, not knowing what she really want to happen: being forgotten or picked up.

The man was there and he recognized Laura at her arrival; in fact, he was at the airport when the plane landed and he very well knew everything about that girl, having received many pictures of her by E-mail a few times. But he was a very cautious man and he wanted to take his time, not rushing into anything that he might regret later. So he approached Laura’s place very slowly, not staring at her a bit; he passed in front of her, looking at the scenery down the observatory. He appreciated the young girl’s obedience: she never raised her eyes out of the book. Finally, he decided that the time has come and he came in her back, silently.

The man stood right there for a moment and then, he told her:

- Stay where you are, Laura! Don’t look back!

The young girl was frightened, but she remained seated, obediently. She didn’t whisper a single word as she has been ordered.

Quite satisfied, the man poursued:

- Now, we will leave, Laura. You get up, turn left and walk to the parking area. I will be after you all the time!

Trembling, Laura put back the book in her bag and she prepared to leave. It was the first time that she heard the sound of her master voice and it wasn’t what she has expected.

Laura left the bench, picking up her bag, making sure that she didn’t try to sneak back even a little, turned left and walked out of the observatory. The parking lot was only a few minutes away from the observatory and there were only four or five cars parked there. Laura didn’t know which one she should be heading for, but the man explained:

- The big blue car, Laura. You sit in the back!..

Laura walked rapidly to the only blue car that was in sight. When she extended her left arm to open the back door, she heard the sound of the locks being released. The man swiveled to the left side while she entered the car; she had not a single chance to see his face.

The two of them seated in the big blue car, the man without turning his head, but looking at her in the mirror, told her:

- There’s a pair of sunglasses aside you, Laura, put them on, please!

Laura found the glasses and she did what he asked her to. They weren’t real glasses, but completely black ones liked the kind used by the blind. She couldn’t even look at the sides which were black-outed also. She felt helpless, but the man started to talk a little more while he was driving out of the parking lot:

- So you have decided to come, Laura?

First, she didn’t know if she should respond, being afraid to show the fear in her voice. But after awhile, she felt a little more relax and answered:

- Yes…

- Yes, who? he asked.

- Yes, Master! I’m sorry, Master!

He laughed a little, continuing:

- Don’t worry, Laura, I’m sure that you will be all right and remember, nothing really bad will occur as long as you obey my orders.

- I will obey, Master, said Laura.

After a few seconds, the young girl demanded:

- Where are we going, Master, if I may ask?

He laughed again as if he heared a good joke, but he simply replied:

- That’s one of the thing you can’t ask, Laura. I’m sorry, but this behavior may result in a little punishment… You should take a little rest because we have about 90 minutes of driving to do…

Being silenced like that, the young girl leaned back, going to her memories. A week ago, she was correcting exams, now she was in a way a prisoner, freely in fact, but a prisoner. Laura started to remember the first time she answered the ad in the newsgroup, soon after buying her first computer and Internet connection. She did it primarily for fun, not knowing what would come out of it. After a few exchanges with this anonymous man, she wrote him about many fantasies that she had over the years. Some were kinky and some were more romantic. Then, he proposed a few assignations that she would accomplished and afterward, send him detailed report about those.

Laura’s first assignment took place in the secrecy of her home. She blinded all the windows so nobody could see her and put all the lights off. At precisely midnight, she got off the bed, fully dressed, stripped completely room by room, finishing by the hall where she removed her panties in front of the mirrored doors of the main wardrobe. She then walked on all four inside de closet and performed masterbation for a long time, thinking as she was ordered before, of her students seeing her bad behavior. Just imaginating that some students would look at her naked and playing with herself, she reached an orgasm. After that, she cried silently in the closet, thinking that she wouldn’t do such things anymore. But the same night, she dreamed about it and caress herself while asleep, reaching yet another orgasm. The next morning, her resolution has disappeared and she wrote the report as told and even asked for others assignments.

With a smile, Laura remembered one of the last assignment she had received. The man has ordered her to strip completely in the school washroom and to get out of the cabin at the risk of being caught by someone. At first, she didn’t believe that she could do it, but she succeeded, passing almost fifteen minutes naked in the washroom at a moment she should be in class. Not being found by anybody, she dressed and she returned in the classroom where she left her students on a mathematic exercice. One of the girl request to go to the washroom, making her think what would have happen if she had decided to go there by herself a few minutes before. That night, Laura rewarded herself with many orgasms, feeling very kinky.

But now, Laura had others thoughts in her mind. How was it going to be where she was brought? Will it be only her and her master or will there be other people? As for that time, everything Laura did for her master involved only her own being. If she is asked to perform with individuals, what will be her response? For a moment, Laura feared that she could be sold to semeone not even being able to see her present master. She began to feel shaky and once again thought that she should have stayed home. But at the same time, Laura felt that special feeling between her thighs, starting to get wet.

How long were they driving, Laura didn’t know, but she became really excited.

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