Doctor Grant spent the next two days with my master and me in His house and His bed. She invariably treated me like dirt, enjoying inflicting pain on me and watching me writhe and squirm under her.
She was also the head of the romance language department at UCLA, that's why I called her "Doctor" and "Ma'am". I wondered why my master had brought her home with Him. What was His motive in bringing home this woman who could help me so much in my schoolwork?
I pondered that and similar questions when I was relaxing between orgasms, which wasn't often. For almost every moment of those two days Dr. Grant and my master kept me constantly busy with one or both of their private parts.
My favorite came after we were done in the pleasure room. We all took a shower together and when we were done we covered ourselves and each other with olive oil. Then the three of us lay on a plastic sheet on the floor. I squirmed around over and between the two of them, tickling and titillating them with my hands and mouth.
At one point I was upside down between them, sucking my master's beautiful penis while He nibbled on my clitoris. Dr. Grant was pressed up against my back, her pussy rubbing up against the back of my head and her breasts squashed into my back.
She was kissing and biting my ass. Her tongue left a trail of moisture circling my buttocks and up into the crack of my ass. She teased my rectum with the tip of her tongue, I came for her.
She and my master took turns licking my come juice out of my smoothly shaved cunt. Pressed between them as I was, I felt deliciously confined, as restricted as I had been on the table, but held by flesh instead of straps. I loved being trapped by their bodies with my master's cock in my mouth, like an air hose or a lifeline to the realm of the pleasures of the senses.
Later the next day, after we had all slept, rested, and cleaned ourselves, Dr. Grant climbed on top of me for some sixty-nine when my master stuck His cock up her cunt from behind. I alternated sucking her clit and licking His balls until both they and I had all come.
That night I was under the covers in bed with them, servicing first one then the other I was drifting into a deep, lazy dream of sensuality from which I never wanted to awaken.
I was forced awake, however, when Dr. Grant asked me to leave my master to go with her.
"I know what you want, and need," she said, "you'll be happy with me."
"I'd have to ask my master's permission first, Dr. Grant."
"He'll probably be glad to get rid of you, or at least be willing to lend you to me," she mused while absently playing with my breast. "We'll ask Him. I have a special treat at home that I'd like to share with you."
I shuddered in anticipation. A special treat from her would probably involve permanent scarring. The only thing that had so far kept her from seriously maiming me was the moderating influence of my master. Without Him there to restrain her she might try to use a red-hot poker for a dildoe on me. Spending time alone with her was a pastime I wished to avoid.
She hooked my rhinestone dog collar around my neck and led me downstairs to my master's study. He was at His desk, working, when she walked in unannounced, trailing me behind her on my leash.
"Darling," she began, peremptorily, "why don't you give this Jodie creature to tram for you? You'll like her so much better when I'm done."
"Give her to you?" My heart stood still. Would He give me away? He didn't sound pleased with the idea. I stole a glance at Him. His brows were knitted.
"Would you like that, Jodie dear?" He asked me.
I didn't say anything, I just looked down at my feet.
"Jodie, come to me." He patted His knee, beckoning me like a dog.
I ran to Him and knelt at His feet, resting my head on His thigh.
"Would you rather stay here, with me?" He asked, patting my head.
In response I petted and kissed His crotch, feeling His member grow rigid within His pants.
"Shall I take that for a yes, my dear?" He laughed.
"Yes, please," I said, unzipping His fly.
"Not now, my dear." He stopped my hand from undoing His pants. "Dr. Grant, you seem to have upset my employee."
"Your little tart, you mean," she sneered. "You spoil her. I could train her properly fulfill her station in life."
"I'm sorry, darling," and there was sadness in His voice, "we seem to have reached an impasse with Jodie, here."
She stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I clung, naked and trembling, to my master's knee.
"I'm sorry, my dear," He said, gently stroking my hair, "I seriously misjudged the good doctor's intensions. I had thought that a personal relationship with her might benefit your scholastic career. I fear I may have done you more harm than good. If so, we may have to find some way for me to make it up to you."
She left shortly after that. I was still at my master's feet, under His desk while He worked, when I heard an automobile arrive and the front door open and close. When the car left again I heaved a sigh of relief.
"She's gone now, are you happy?" He asked.
"Yes, Master. She frightened me."
"There's a quilt in that chest, spread it on the floor."
He got undressed as I spread the quilt. Then He lay down in the center of it.
"Show me how happy you are," He commanded.
I immediately knelt at His side and took His lovely long cock into my mouth. I had been wanting to suck it ever since entering the room but He had kept me waiting. Now I was able to lick and play with it to my heart's content.
I licked up one side and down the other. I put the head in my mouth and rolled my tongue around it, feeling it throb and pulsate hungrily. Then I moved down and licked His balls, one at a time, nibbling gently on His scrotum.
At the same time I stroked His shaft up and down, making Him moan and squirm with pleasure. He had never before given me so much freedom in arousing Him and I didn't want to disappoint Him.
I got up and knelt over Him, straddling His hips. I held His cock in my right hand and with the first two fingers of my left hand I spread my pussy lips apart.
I rubbed the tip of His cock against my clitoris. It got stiff and hard immediately. I looked at my master's face. He was smiling at me peacefully. I knew no matter what trouble Dr. Grant might try to make for me, my master and I would find a way out of it.
I sat back on my heels and let His cock slide into my vagina. I was already wet and ready for Him. He slid in without any difficulty, completely filling my pussy. It felt so good, having Him there, where He seemed to belong, that I had to stop and catch my breath.
My master put His hands behind His head, I think so He could see me better, but otherwise didn't move at all.
It made me all tingly and kinky feeling to think of putting on a show for Him, so I gave Him as good a show as I could.
I rubbed my breasts and pinched my nipples lasciviously, while I bounced up and down on His cock. I pressed down, stretching my pussy to the limit, tilling myself with His stiffness. All the while I frigged my clit, rubbing and tweaking it, making it stick out from the front of my slit, like a little miniature penis that I was masturbating while He watched.
"I'm coming now, Master," I gasped, "can you come with me?"
For an answer He pressed upwards with His hips, piercing me yet deeper with His maleness.
I ground down onto Him and bounced up and down. My breasts and ass shook like jello. "Please, aahh, aaahhh, come NOW! PLEASE!" My orgasm started breaking, over me, wave after wave of liquid ecstasy flowing up and down through my body.
My master grabbed me by the hips and held me down tightly on His cock. I felt Him let one gooey squirt of come erupt from His cock and soothe the swollen walls of my cunt.
Before He finished coming, however, He picked me up and rammed me back down, this time sending His cock deep into my ass, filling and fucking my bowels.
"Oh! AH! Aahhrrgg!" Sweat beaded on my forehead, my clit got even bigger and more sensitive, I frigged it mercilessly. "COME NOW! Please, Master, please! Oh, oohh, ooohhh, aaaahhhh, hhnnggg." I gasped and thrashed myself back and forth until I felt Him stiffen and then unload Himself into my bowels.
His cock grew and pulsed, throbbing His thick gooey come into my ass. I fell forward onto His chest, gasping and moaning, sobbing my pleasure over and over, wanting never to stop, never to have to leave this paradise of sensuality.