I was born to conservative parents in London twenty-four years ago. I believe my parents loved me, but I felt like I was abandoned due to their busy lifestyle. My father was a high-flyer in business in the city and my mother a dedicated social climber.
I have never come out to them and only a few close friends know of my sexuality and my submissive nature.
I spent my childhood in private nursery, private early school and at sixteen was sent to a private girls’ boarding school. It was there I came under the influence of one of the tutors, a woman in her mid-thirties, very attractive and sophisticated. She was, I now know, also a depraved lesbian who took advantage of my youth and my situation. I was a young, naive girl whose parents were far too busy and quite happy to place me in her care.
She had a cottage in the countryside, and my parents were pleased that she took an interest in me and happy for me to spend some school holidays with her.
She would have me come to her private rooms in the school, for “personal tuition.” My seduction, although traumatic to me to begin with, became what I can only describe as a love affair. She was kind, generous and so lovely, I was totally besotted and in awe of her. I became devoted and eventually fell completely under her control.
This is my story of how I was introduced to sex…
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It was the first day of the school year. I was seated between Mummy and Daddy in Daddy’s Bentley as we were driven up the long drive and onto the gravel in front of the imposing Victorian Gothic mansion. We parked and alighted, led by staff to meet the Headmistress, as were all the new girls and their parents.
“Lovely to see you,” the Headmistress addressed us. “Let me introduce you to Mina’s form tutor. This is Miss Rachel Harper.”
My parents shook her hand and offered the usual pleasantries.
I looked wide-eyed at her. She was tall, I guessed in her mid-thirties, very attractive and in control. My eyes were drawn to her legs; long, slim, and encased in the sheerest of black nylon hosiery. I was at a loss to know why I found her legs so captivating, as my eyes finally came to rest on her shiny black leather high heels.
I was brought abruptly back to reality as Miss Harper grasped my hand and said, “Hello li’l one, welcome to our wonderful school!”
I mumbled a barely coherent “Thank you, Miss,” as she gave me a beaming smile and squeezed my hand firmly but gently. “Li’l one” brought a smile to my face.
After tea and cakes, the day gently came to a close and the parents began to leave. I said goodbye to Mummy and Daddy as the older year girls gathered round the new girls to show them to their rooms.
I waved goodbye to my parents. As they drove away, I was approached by two older girls.
“Hello Mina, we are Amanda and Sophie. Miss Harper asked us to look after you.”
“Which year are you in?” I enquired.
“The year above you!” they replied in unison. Picking up my two bags, “Follow us.” they said, “we’ll show you to your room.”
The room was comfortable, with a window overlooking the extensive grounds, a single bed already made up, a wardrobe, chest of drawers, a desk, bookshelves and a comfortable sofa.
Opening a door, “Here is your bathroom li’l one,” Sophie uttered as Amanda lay out on the sofa in her white blouse, short grey skirt, black tights and shoes.
“Miss Harper called me that.”
“It’s what Miss Harper calls her girls sometimes,” replied Sophie, “especially if she likes them, so it looks like you’re in her good books already.”
“Is that good?” I asked.
“Yes,” said Amanda, “as she’s your tutor.”
“What’s she like?” I asked as they pulled me onto the sofa between them.
“Oh she’s wonderful,” exclaimed Sophie, “you’ll love her!” as Amanda smiled and grinned mischievously. “She’s asked us to take you up to her rooms later. You’ll find your uniform in the drawers, why don’t you get dressed now?”
Opening the drawer I pulled out a blouse and skirt and a pair of tights and black shoes from my bag, and started walking towards the bathroom.
“Don’t be shy Mina, we won’t watch, promise!”
Feeling a little embarrassed, I sat between them and took off my pumps. Then, pulling off my jeans and T-shirt, I stood up in my bra and panties.
“Mmm, you are pretty Mina!” exclaimed Sophie as Amanda again grinned mischievously.
Blushing, I put on the blouse, skirt, tights and shoes and sat back between them.
Giggling, Amanda grasped my hand, “Come on then, li’l one, we’ll take you to see Miss Harper!”
Amanda knocked on Miss Harper’s door. “Enter,” came from inside and Amanda opened the door, pushing me inside into a quite a luxurious, if small, living room. Miss Harper was seated on a comfortable sofa. “Come in, girls.”
We walked in, and I was pushed by them to stand in front. Miss Harper turned to the girls and thanked them. “You can leave now,“ she said and they ran off, giggling.
“Hello li’l one, come and stand in front of me.” Hesitantly I positioned myself in front of her. “You may call me Miss. Now turn around let me see you.”
“Yes Miss,” I stammered as I pirouetted in front of her.
“My, my, you are a pretty little girl, Mina, I love your long blonde hair.”
“Thank you, Miss,” I replied nervously.
“I spoke to your parents whilst they were here, we had a lovely conversation. I explained that I would look after and take care of you.”
“Thank you, Miss Harper.”
“Just ‘Miss’ when we are on our own will be fine, li’l one. Come sit next to me.”
I settled on the sofa. Miss Harper was beaming a smile at me as she turned towards me, took my hand and rested it in her lap. Holding my head in her hands, she caressed my hair, then leaning down she kissed my forehead, licking my neck and nibbling at my ears. My body was tingling with feelings, unfamiliar but not unpleasant. She opened her legs and squeezed my hand between her thighs as she caressed me, her hands grasping and squeezing my breasts. I was feeling vulnerable but not wanting her to stop as the feelings excited my body.
Her tongue was running over my closed lips, I couldn’t resist her…my mouth opened and I accepted her tongue. Our tongues played briefly…then she pulled out.
“Stand, li’l one.”
Reluctantly, but knowing in my mind I wanted this, I stood in front of her, looking down at her. I knew my eyes were saying “do what you want.” It’s a strange feeling, but I knew I had to do as she said.
Her hands grasped my legs and slid caressingly up and down.
“Take off your blouse, li’l one, and put it on the sofa.”
I did as she directed, unbuttoning my blouse and folding it, and then laying it on the sofa.
“Now your bra,” she demanded as she unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor.
Reaching behind, I unclipped my bra and pulled it off my shoulders, then, modestly covering my breasts, I put it with my blouse. She reached down and slipped off my shoes, then gripped my tights, pulled them down my long, slim legs and put them with my clothes. I was then standing in front of her in my panties, my hands covering my breasts, looking at her, embarrassed.
She looked at my body with intensity. “You are such a pretty li’l thing, Mina.”
Shyly I bowed my head involuntarily and mumbled “Thank you, Miss.”
“Turn around for me, li’l one.”
As I did, her hands grasped my bottom, squeezing my cheeks, pulling me towards her she leaned in to my panties and drew her breath in deeply.
“You smell divine li’l one, I would like to taste you! Would you like that?”
My mind was swirling as I mumbled, almost involuntarily, “Yes please, Miss.”
Fingering my panties, her lips curled upwards in a smile, “You are moist, li’l one, are you excited?”
“I can’t help myself Miss, you are doing things to me.”
Slipping her fingers under my panties, she pulled them down and lifted my feet out of them. Raising the discarded undergarment to her nose, she sniffed deeply. Then scrunching them up, she said “Open your mouth, li’l one.”
My mouth opened obediently and she stuffed the wadded panties into my mouth.
“Suck and taste yourself, li’l one.”
Then she took my arms gently but firmly and turned me around so that I could feel the edge of the sofa at the back of my knees. Then she pushed me back onto the soft surface. She leaned down and licked at the mound between my thighs. I squirmed, writhing in front of her as she tongued up and down on my slit. Entering me, her tongue licked me in places that had me tingling, feeling her sucking, her teeth nibbling and biting.
I was getting more and more breathless through the panties in my mouth, my hands gripping her head, pulling her into me, my legs shaking as I exploded in ecstasy.
She pulled the panties out and said, “Cum, li’l one, enjoy!”
I was swooning as I felt the juices leaving my body; my thighs felt wet as my slit leaked, my juices dribbling down my legs. She licked and lapped at my thighs, sucking up my juices and swallowing.
“Delicious, li’l one.”
She covered me with a soft blanket as I lay dazed on the sofa.
“I’ll make tea, li’l one.” she said as I smiled up at her, before drifting off to sleep.
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I would arrive in her room, which was always warm and comfortable, and she would have me undress in front of her as she watched. Then she would take my hand and have me sit next to her. I became very comfortable over time and enjoyed her company.
She would read to me from explicit lesbian books, showing me images and taking the time to explain things.
She often held my head in her soft hands and kissed me, her tongue slipping into my mouth, toying with mine. She would whisper in my ear seductively, and would dominantly command me to undress her.
On these occasions, she would help me take off her blouse. She would guide my hand to the zip at the side of her pencil skirt, which I then unzipped and let fall to the floor. She would stand in front of me, her eyes burning into mine. She always looked beautiful in her exotic purple lingerie, her long, slim legs encased in sheer black stockings and her feet in shiny black leather heels.
One night in particular, while looking down at me kneeling in front of her, she reached behind her back and undid her bra. She slipped it off of her shoulders, displaying her full firm breasts, her nipples taut, pert and erect. She cupped them in her hands, teasing my eyes that were gazing intensely.
“Use your teeth, li’l one, to take off my panties!” she ordered.
I leaned forward, gripping her pretty purple panties in my teeth, pulling them down her long, slim, sheer-nylon-encased legs as my hands grasped her thighs, caressing them. Her panties lay over her heels as she stepped out of them. Leaning down she picked them up, squashing them in her fingers, and then she would stuff them into my mouth
“Suck them li’l one, taste my cunt as you caress my legs with your hands.”
My hands slid up and down her long slender legs, caressing them. She reached down and pulled her panties from my mouth and ordered me to lick her legs.
“Do you like the feel and taste of my nylons on your tongue li’l one?”
Gazing up at her, “yes Miss” was all I could think of to say.
“Now lick my heels li’l one, do the same, feel and taste the leather.”
“Yes Miss,” leaning down, I licked and sucked her shoes.
“They feel and taste nice, Miss,” I murmured.
“Good girl,” she says, “you must remember how they taste and feel on your tongue; I want you to crave and desire the feel and taste in the future.”
“Yes Miss, I will remember the lovely taste and feeling on my tongue.”
“You are such a lovely, obedient and willing li’l girl my love, I shall teach you how to please me, would you like that?”
“Yes Miss, please teach me how to please you, I want to make you happy.”
Her hands then gripped my head and drew my face to her very moist pussy. She was completely clean of any hair, and her pussy glistened. “Lick me, li’l one, just like I did to you. Lick my labia.”
I couldn’t resist her; I was becoming besotted with her. I was in awe of her power and dominance and became devoted to her. My tongue became salacious, laying long, deep strokes over her labia, then pushing into her, searching for the little pearl she had found in me. My tongue rasped over the fleshy hood as it engorged and appeared for me. Taking it in my lips, I sucked and nibbled at it, as she had done to me. She was squirming and writhing in front of me. Looking up, I saw that her hands were squeezing her breasts. I grasped her ass cheeks to hold on as she screamed and squirted, flooding my face and filling my mouth with her juices. She gripped and twisted my hair in her fingers, pulling me roughly into her mound as she continued to cum in my mouth.
After a few minutes, we would both collapse down onto the sofa, with her cuddling me to her breasts, her nipples finding their way between my lips. It seemed natural to suckle them, and she clearly wanted it. We would lay there for a while, with her whispering in my ear, comforting me.
I felt so happy and contented. I loved her.
One night she surprised me. “Come with me, li’l one, I’m going to give you a present!”
I looked at her wide-eyed.
“Crawl after me!” She walked to the bathroom, sashaying her ass. I followed dutifully, gazing at her bottom. “Now get in the bath, li’l one!” She stepped in and stood above me, one foot on the bath’s rim. Entwining my hair in her right-hand fingers, she roughly pulled my face to her mound, her left fingers opened up her pussy. “Now open your mouth, li’l one, I want you to drink my golden nectar.”
I was aghast at first, but the shock soon passed. Her pee was warm and sweet, and I sucked on her, clamping my lips over her slit, swallowing as much as I could.
“Good girl!” she cried out, “Drink it all!” as her stream became a torrent, filling my mouth and splashing out over my breasts and body. It felt wonderful, and I caressed my breasts, squeezing my taut nipples as I washed myself in her pee.
She was smiling as she led me to the shower. As she washed my hair and soaped my body, she whispered, “Did you like your present, li’l one?”
“Yes, Miss, I beamed! It was lovely. “Thank you, Miss!”
Our relationship progressed quickly after that moment.
