Chapter 4: Taking Full Advantage Of Ms. Mayberry’s Office

It had been a week since I had first learned from Ms. Mayberry about the significance of being a Pet Owner. I had come to really enjoy - to relish - all the blowjobs I got, whether they were from Rachel, Joan, Colleen, or Ms. Mayberry herself. On some vague level, I almost considered just calling it there, that was great, but of course there was a very high probability that Rachel wouldn't threshhold, and by extension Joan would be an owned Pet, and a significant one that Colleen or Ms. Mayberry wouldn't.

Still, I had no idea exactly who I would ask to be my third or fourth Pet, so I had kept it under wraps as I carefully considered the question. I wound up using Ms. Mayberry's office for my trysts, at least when they took place at school. She had a really comfortable guest chair, which I halfway suspected she'd bought purely to give myself - and whatever previous Pet Owners she'd tried and failed to seduce - a nice place to sit while she sucked.

At that point, I had Rachel in between my legs, her mouth wrapped around my cock as she bobbed gently up and down. My fingers trailed through her lovely strawberry blonde hair, my cock twitching in her mouth. She still struggled with her gag reflex, but she could manage much better in terms of actually taking my length. She really had me reconsidering in so many ways what exactly made sex or a woman appealing. She was pretty, but she lacked the outrageous bodies of Ms. Mayberry, Colleen, or Joan. She was a hard worker, but by no means as talented as any of them at fellatio. Nor did she enjoy it as much. But, in a way, that was what made it so sexy to have her down on her knees in front of me, gagging each time she took the extra few inches she could manage, her throat coiling and squeezing on my dick as her grey eyes flicked up to me for approval.

"That's good," I soothed, softly running my fingers through her hair. Saliva burbled up from her throat, frothing up over her lower lip as she struggled to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. Her hands gripped my thighs firmly, not to resist, but for purchase, to try to get my cock deeper inside her mouth. She was just an inch or so from the base, but she didn't quite manage, having to peel back, coughing and sputtering around my dick, but not actually pulling back the entire way, wrapping her lips around my cockhead as she caught her breath, softly suckling, her tongue flicking against my slit.

She was just beginning to push herself slowly down my length again, when the door to Ms. Mayberry's office started to open. Rachel's eyes opened wide, flicking over to it - then she seemed to come to some internal resolution, and started to moan softly around my cock, her hand coming up to stroke it, and she looked up at me with bedroom eyes. It was obvious to me that she was faking it, exaggerating how much she enjoyed it, but that just made it sexier, as those slim fingers stroked up and down my cock, her tongue wetly flapping against the underside of her mouth, her moans carrying into my length and making it vibrate in her mouth.

I glanced away from the vision of human beauty currently doing her best to act like she positively loved sucking my cock, moaning and twisting her head, fluttering her eyelashes, trying to draw my attention back to her with the sheer intensity of her movements, instead looking over at the doorway.

I recognized the girl from one of our shared classes, though I didn't know her. She gave me this extremely plastic-looking smile, but I knew it wasn't because she was actually upset. She just had facial expressions that tended to look like that, whenever she plastered one on - normally, she was just a quiet, blank-faced girl who took lots of notes. She was cute in her own right, though, with short grey hair that reached just past her chin, and a nice big pair of tits that pressed against her top.

There was a loud sucking noise from between my thighs, and I could feel some of the saliva that was past Rachel's lips get slurped up by it. My attention was more on the girl in question. "Oh. I see I am interrupting something." Her plastic smile remained fixed in place as she looked at me. "I am Esme Dean. I would also be interested in an arrangement like you have with Rachel, Samuel. I will return when you are finished, unless you would like an additional member of the audience, besides Ms. Mayberry."

Rachel twisted her head back and forth on my cock, this subtle little shake of the head, and I pet her softly and reassuringly. "No, thank you."

"Very well." She left the next second, closing the door behind her without any argument.

Even then, Rachel didn't pop off, though she was less obviously trying to act like I tasted wonderful and sucking my cock was the best thing ever. She just kept diligently bobbing, though her cheeks were a vivid hue of red as she worked me over. Her hand on my base twisted back and forth on my length as she focused on the upper half of my dick, the half she could easily get into her mouth. She'd gotten a good bit better at the basic skills of cocksucking, too, with her soft tongue sliding along the underside of my cock hungrily, her grey eyes piercing into mine as she worked.

"Good job continuing to suck while I talked," I told her, softly petting her. She just purred around my cock, a certain smug glint in her eyes, actually happy to be praised, proud of it. It was intensely sexy, seeing that kind of sharp and instant response, and it made me want to goad her further with that pride of hers. "But why did you stop trying to take me to the base? Don't you want to give good blowjobs?"

She started to shove herself forward again, at that, proving genuinely trivial to manipulate, and it was sexy as hell to see. Her throat wetly gagged around my cockhead as she tried to take me further and further into her mouth, and her hands slid around to grope my ass, squeezing the flesh there as she ground herself ever further down there. I just sighed and leaned back, letting her do all the work, letting her be as rough with herself as she felt necessary.

She seemed to feel it was very necessary, gauging by the way her whole body started to faintly twitch. Her sclera turned pink, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks as she worked hard to take me to the base. I got the impression that at this point, it was pure pride motivating her - there was no hint of desperation there like Ms. Mayberry often gave me because she so desperately wanted to become my Pet if and when she threshholded. There was just a need to prove herself, to show she was good at sucking cock, great even. She managed to force herself all the way down my cock, in that sudden burst of determination, mashing her nostrils into my pubes for the first time like that.

Her hands came up to her throat a moment later, a dizzy but proud look in her eyes as she squeezed. I could feel it on my cock, through her skin and esophagus, and it felt absolutely fantastic, making me begin to orgasm, groaning as my fingers briefly gripped the back of her head to hold her down. Her throat convulsed wetly around my length as she choked on my cock, wet sputters sending more dollops of saliva up along my length, pooling in between my thighs.

When I finished coming completely, I released her head, and she slid up with feigned composure before coughing and sputtering. "You can just, ah, act like, I'm your girlfriend," Rachel sputtered out, wiping at her chin. "That can explain why I'm sucking you off like this, without being a Pet Owner. That's why I acted so," she swallowed, "enthusiastic. I don't need the competition."

"I don't think she's going to buy it," I told Rachel, sexy as it was to have the most eligible girl in school suggest pretending to be your girlfriend, purely to ensure nobody else sucked your cock. I pat her head dotingly. "But thanks for the idea. You can go now."

"Hrm," she grunted, clearly not too pleased that I'd ignored her idea. She collected some tissues from Ms. Mayberry's desk and did her best to clean her face off, clearing away the spit and saliva, the tears from her cheeks. There was no helping her eyes, still red from exertion and asphyxiation, but she reset her hair anyway. Then she took a deep breath and left.

Esme followed pretty much a second after Rachel had left, and my cock twitched a bit as I saw her look at it. "As I stated earlier, I am willing to perform fellatio, intercourse, anal sex, or anything else you may desire, in order to secure a position as your Pet," she explained.

"I don't think that's what you said earlier," I told her. "What makes you think I'm a Pet Owner?" I asked.

"Rachel is from an extremely rich, pure bred family. While your family is well-off, it is not as well-off as the Browns, and it is not pure bred. Therefore, if Rachel was to be engaged in a romantic tryst with you, she would not do so in front of Ms. Mayberry. Nor would Ms. Mayberry allow you to use her office for this purpose. Alternate possibilities having been eliminated, the only logical conclusion is that you are a Pet Owner, and both Ms. Mayberry and Rachel are vying for your attention."

"I see," I told her, rising to my feet, making her tilt her head curiously. "What did you come here for?" I asked.

"I wished to ask Ms. Mayberry some questions about our recent reading assignment, since I do not believe I adequately understand them," she explained, staring up at me.

"I was planning to be occupying Ms. Mayberry's mouth with cleaning up my cock, right about now, but I guess yours is more time sensitive..." I was halfway curious whether she'd just offer to leave for that, trying to get a feel for the difficult-to-read girl.

"I see." There was a pause. "Perhaps you could have sex with me on Ms. Mayberry's desk, while I ask her the questions. This will allow you to inaugurate our relationship, with you as my potential-" I just grabbed her under the arm and forcefully twisted her, pushing her tits down into the desk, yanking down her panties, and slamming deep inside her, "-Master," she finished, a moment later, and that got me hard, the way the word came out breathlessly. It was more because of the sudden shift in her body than actual heartfelt lust, but that didn't make it any less sexy. My cock throbbed inside her as I held myself down for a long moment.

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"You said you were going to talk to Ms. Mayberry now," was all the prompting I gave her, before I began to rut inside her frantically, pinning her in place, her tits squishing into the desk as I just enjoyed myself inside her.

She enjoyed herself too, of course. Her juices gently trickled out of her pussy, practically salivating across my cock, dribbling down freely and slowly towards my thighs as I rammed inside her. But she did her best to speak, in spite of it. "I am sorry, Miss, Mayberry, if I am, unable to, speak, properly. But, I had some, questions, regarding, the homework, namely-" she bit her lower lip as she came on my cock right then and there, her cunt just clamping down with overwhelming force. Her eyes unfocused, but her expression remained otherwise muted as a powerful orgasm ran through her body. It felt fantastic, the slickness of her pussy, the warmth as it gripped me tight, and I just let my fingers reach down for her ass cheeks, squeezing them, enjoying the firmness there. Her juices squirted out, a lemony scent filling the room as they coated my thighs.

When her orgasm ran out, she went right back to talking like she hadn't just come all over me, and I went right back to fucking her while groping her ass. "Namely, the questions, regarding, the motivations, of the character, Iago, in the, play," she said, panting with every word. "I did not, understand, them. He appeared, to simply be, evil. How, however, in the past, I have been told, that this is-" she was cut off again by a small orgasm, a cute little moan escaping her lips as she thrashed back and forth on the desk. "This is, an inappropriate, answer, to such, a question."

"Why do you think he was evil?" Ms. Mayberry asked, doing her best to help her student even as said student was getting fucked silly on my cock. I couldn't help but appreciate how truly nice a woman she was, as my gaze ran down her chocolate skin towards those big tits of hers, which squished delightfully from the slightest pressure applied to her top.

"Because, he committed, evil acts," Esme sputtered out, her cheeks now pink.

"Yes, but why do you think he did that?"

"Because, he was, evil." Her tits squished and pressed in a lovely fashion against the desk, now, sufficiently flattened for me to see them even in my position behind her.

Ms. Mayberry's lips curled into a gentle smile as she kept on trying her best. "Pretend he wasn't evil. Why would he do them, then?"

"Because, he was being forced, by an evil third party," Esme replied, panting softly. Ms. Mayberry actually reached out to pet the girl in question, fingers trailing through grey hair - and at the same moment Esme came, moaning loudly as she twitched beneath me.

Their conversation went on, of course, but I mostly tuned it out, being more interested in the lovely feeling of her pussy around my cock, and the general task of trying to make her come as much as I could. I wanted to see the normally calm and stoic girl put on a ridiculous face from my cock, and I honestly wanted to see if she could actually get through all the questions she had for Ms. Mayberry. I slowed my pace inside her, making my pumps more methodical, even as one of my fingers slid around to start teasing her clit. She shivered in pleasure at the sensation, and it felt positively fantastic, her whole body seeming to twitch around my cock, her inner walls being particularly loving and attentive to my length.

For a few minutes I just enjoyed that, making her come again and again, getting my thighs thickly stained with her juices as she took it, struggling to speak every time. Then I decided I wanted a change of scenery, and grabbed her by the hips, just twisting her around until she was on her back on the desk, instead of the front. It gave an absolutely gorgeous view of her face, the hints of saliva where she'd drooled, the red color of her cheeks, the parted lips that signified a desperate need to breathe and recover from what I was putting her through. I groaned and bottomed out inside her, her pussy quietly convulsing in a miniature orgasm as I just enjoyed the feelings of it all, but my hands soon found their way to her blouse, unbuttoning it in rapid sequence and then just diving for her bare tits, groping and squeezing them freely as I fucked away.

I managed to hold out on my own orgasm until she'd seemed to have gotten all her questions answered by Ms. Mayberry - then I immediately bottomed out inside her and just came with a low groan. She twitched faintly, her whole body lightly shining with sweat from the exertion, a flush of color running from her cheeks all the way down to her breasts, as I simply unloaded inside her. Part of me thought about the possibility of her becoming a mother - the rest of me thought it would be incredibly sexy to knock her up for that purpose.

When I was finished and pulled out of her, she quickly hopped up, straightened out her clothing. "I hope you will keep me in mind for the future, Samuel, as I will have sex with you at any time or location if you choose to take me as your Pet should I become a Pokegirl. I will also assist you with any shared subjects that we may have that you do not fully understand." She paused, tilting her head, glancing at Ms. Mayberry as she realized I already had such a girl. "I will also..." she trailed off, "come up with other things to offer you, as your obedient and submissive lover who does what you order in hopes of being your Pet one day."

"I'll keep you in mind," I said, giving her head a quick pat. She stared at my hand for a long second, then nodded and left.

I sat down over in the corner, sighing as I felt my whole legs go slack. Ms. Mayberry rose from her seat without needing to be told, quickly coming over to kneel between my legs, coming face to face with my cock. Her eyes ran up and down my length, and then she leaned forward, stretching her pink tongue out past those dark lips, slowly but surely sliding it up and down my length. Her breath was soft, through her nostrils, something done almost absently as she moved up and down. Her attention was - for a bit - on my eyes, then she turned them down to my cock, inspecting the thing in front of her as she worked tirelessly.

I just leaned back and groaned, trusting her to take care of it on her own. She tilted my cock this way and that, getting every last square inch of it, replacing Esme's juices with her own spit, then starting to do her best to suckle away the spit too. It was a truly delicious feeling, and she glanced up at me as she gave one last kiss to my tip, my cock about as clean as a mouth could make it, her fingers softly stroking it. "Have you thought about it? Take me as your Pet?"

"You're on solid footing," I told her, and she pretty much instantly brightened up at that, despite the fact that it was a bit of a hedge. I guess none of her previous potential-Owners had lead her on. "You explained the entire Pet Owner situation for me, so pretty much everything I'm getting out of it, is thanks to you," I further explained. She smiled brightly at that, even showing off her teeth before remembering the cock in front of her and giving it a quick peck to the tip, clearly listening to me with rapt attention. "Right now, you're a planned keeper."

Her smile was radiant, and she immediately shifted to start kissing all along my length, just peppering it with love, making her way down to my balls and suckling softly on them, humming pleasantly. "Famf foo," she mumbled around them, a very delightful thing, and she seemed almost on the verge of tears of joy as she worked me over, shifting her mouth subtly so that my balls were entirely enveloped in her mouth. "Famf foo fo muff," she said, my hard cock straining over her dark features, creating a lewd and intensely sexy contrast. I just reached down to gently pet her, leaning back and really settling into the chair as she worked me over, finally releasing my balls to slither up my length, pausing at my tip just for long enough to ask, "N-not just because you only have so few options right now?" She asked, seeming suddenly nervous that she might offend me with the question, and promptly slurping my cock down into her whole throat, moaning around my length at the flavor of it, eyelashes fluttering.

"No," I reassured her. "You can make your position even more solid by helping me out," I told her, and she nodded rapidly around my dick, twisting it in her throat before slithering back and off with a wet pop. She grasped the base of her top, pulling it up and off, revealing those gorgeous, full, fat breasts to the open air, grasping one in either hand and immediately mashing them around my dick before she spoke.

"I'll help however I can," she told me, fluttering her eyelashes as she worked my cock over, leaning forward to suckle and lick at the very tip of my dick as she worked it over with her voluminous breasts, all the while waiting for the slightest word. Her fingers really dug into her breasts, just clawing at them as she smashed them around my spit-slick cock. She popped off when I didn't immediately speak, being briefly occupied with the intense pleasure of her bosom. "I noticed that my breasts are the biggest of your little 'harem,' right now," she told me, kissing the tip, "so I thought I would do something only I could do this well. Do you like?" There was just the faintest bit of a friendly tease in her voice, and God it was sexy.

"I like," I told her, softly petting her as she slurped the tip of my dick back into her mouth, twisting her breasts up and down, the pillowy sensation a delight that only got better the longer it went on. "I've got what all the girls want right now, so I want to know which girls would be good girls to have, even if I can't pick all of them. Since you knew I was a Pet Owner, you probably have useful info like that about other girls, right?" She nodded softly, a single dollop of drool slipping out of her mouth and gently running down my cock until it met the valley of her tits, creating a delightfully lewd sight.

She noticed my attention and popped her lips off my dick. "I'll have to look, but I'll try to find the girls you'd most like," she said, then started drooling, saliva slipping out of her mouth freely, splashing down on the insides of her breasts and gently covering them as she just kept working my dick over with those gorgeous tits of hers.

"Good girl," I told her, softly petting her, and she wrapped her lips back around my cockhead and started to really suck and suckle. My dick was really getting messier rather than cleaner at this point, but I honestly didn't care. "That's really nice." She hummed pleasantly, lidding her eyes as her cheeks hollowed around my dick, and I lost control at that point, groaning as my hips bucked up against her face, more and more cum surging out of my cock, painting the insides of her mouth with my sticky seed as she just held her breasts tight around my dick, the brown flesh seeming to swell from the pressure as she closed her eyes and hummed in delight at my taste.

When I was fully spent, she popped off my cock, opening her mouth to show me the semen on her tongue, before closing it and swallowing thickly. "You taste very nice, Sam," she told me. "Any time you want, don't forget," she said, leaning her cheek down against my thigh, her fingers gently stroking my half-erect length. "I'm at your service."

I pet her some more, really enjoying the power I had over her. "I know," I breathed out, relaxing as I rested and recovered from my recent exertions. "I know."

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