Michelle's Education Pt. 01

She smoothed her skirt under her as she sat and looked at Michelle sitting and waiting, the look on her face showing her impatience with all the time taken to get her phone back. Komiko took a quick glance at her and looked at her desk again, then reached up and pulled the two sticks from the leather barrette, letting her hair fall down to its full length. The glossy blackness fell down her back and swished close to her waist. She ruffled it a bit to loosen it and smiled.

"That's better, now, as to you, Miss Adams. We need to discuss your attitude and your poor marks."

"What are you talking about? All I want is my fucking phone back and I'm out of here."

"You'll get your phone back, once we've finished discussing these issues. Now, first off, I will not allow any use of phones or other devices while in my class, is that understood?"

Michelle just looked at her with disdain for her and acted like what she said had no bearing on her. Komiko saw her defiance and showed little reaction to it and repeated herself.

"Is that understood, Miss Adams?"

"I heard what you said, so, yeah, I won't use it during your class, so can I have it back now?"

"When we are finished. Secondly, I want to discuss your grades in my class. You are failing presently and haven't handed in any of the assignments I've given you. If you plan on getting a diploma from here, I suggest you begin doing some work, or this is just a waste of time for both of us. I'll be getting paid for wasting my time, whereas you'll be losing out and wasting not only time, but a good portion of your life. I'm well aware of how much your parents have donated to the college to buy your diploma, but you won't be passing my class, unless you do the work required to pass it."

"Really? Like you're going to stop me from getting my diploma, after what my parents gave this place? One call from me to my parents and you'll find yourself teaching dog tricks, instead of school kids."

"I'm sure you feel you have that power to do that, but let me assure you, my position is quite secure here. I suggest you do as I say and start putting forth an effort in my class. I'm sure the other teachers will give in to your parent's wishes to buy a diploma, but I won't. You will earn your passing grade with me and that's that. Is that understood, Miss Adams?"

Komiko looked into Michelle's blue eyes and saw a dawning, that her sense of power was diminishing rapidly, leaving her with little to fall back on to remain in her position.

"I'll do something, alright? So let me have my phone already. I have other places I'm supposed to be, instead of sitting here listening to this."

"Your friends can wait, Miss Adams. Right now you're on my time and we will finish this now. Lastly, we need to discuss your attitude towards me and the others in my class. I will not sit by and have you come in and disrupt my class like you have been doing, showing up late, talking to others while I'm talking and above all, acting like you're better than everyone else. I assure you, you are no better and in ways, far less. Now, you either improve yourself, or stop wasting everyone's time and leave now."

Michelle was stunned by what she heard from Komiko, that everything she had planned to do was going up in smoke before her eyes, all because this one teacher was being a bitch to her. She had nothing left but defiance to go on and became frustrated in having no power or control. She balled her hands into fists and pounded them on the desk. She stood up and squarely looked at Komiko, trying her best to show she was somebody to reckon with.

"Give me my fucking phone now, bitch."

Komiko sat back in her chair, shaking her hair back behind her and jutting her breasts out slightly at her adversary. She showed no reaction to the outburst on her face, her almond shaped eyes holding their look continually on her. She held Michelle's look and stood up as well, moving with ease from her chair with just her legs. She put her hands on the desk and leaned forward towards Michelle, bringing her face within six inches of hers.

"Miss Adams, do you really think that outburst is going to change anything? Do you think you can just order people around and have them do whatever it is that you want? You amaze me with your arrogance, that you feel your parent's money and your looks are going to get you by in life. You have no idea what life is Miss Adams and you are sorely prepared for it. I suggest you take my advice and start studying and pass my class, or learn to trade your pretty ass for whatever life you can get from it."

Michelle was fuming inside, being put in her place and left with no choice but to obey her. She had always had her own way all her life and now this woman was telling it was going to be her way and treating her like some commoner. In a fit of anger, Michelle took a swing at Komiko to slap her face, coming within inches of making contact, when Komiko's hand was holding hers firmly by the wrist.

Michelle was completely shocked by how fast it happened, the look showing on her face. She was frustrated enough she tried using her other hand and found it held just as tightly. She looked at Komiko and saw the look of dominance and a subtle smirk on it.

"Really, Miss Adams? You really do need a lesson in respect and obedience, don't you?"

"Fuck you and just give me my fucking phone."

"Right after our lesson. Now, it's time to begin that lesson."

Michelle had no idea what she was talking about, until she felt the sharp tug on her wrists and she was sprawled over the desk. She went to get up, but Komiko had quickly shaken her high heels off and jumped on top of her, pinning her down on top of her chest. She used her feet to hold her arms and quickly yanked Michelle's black miniskirt up over her ass and bared it.

She had chosen to wear the sheer, lacy panties and they were barely covering anything of her from Komiko's view. Komiko took a hold of them in her hand and swiftly pulled on them, snapping the tiny elastic seams easily. She held them to her nose and inhaled her essence and smiled to herself, enjoying the pampered smell of Michelle. She began struggling to get from under her, but Komiko knew how to control her ability to move.

Michelle started to scream, putting her hands back to protect herself, then felt her arms pinned to her sides and held firmly between Komiko's strong thighs. With ease, Komiko stuffed the balled up panties into her open mouth and quieted the noise. Michelle was stunned to know what was in her mouth and froze for a moment. Komiko looked at the firm globes of Michelle's ass bent over the desk and gave each one a sharp smack with her hand. Michelle whined loudly through the panties, her screams nicely muffled so they couldn't be heard outside of the waiting room.

"Now you will understand obedience, Miss Adams and learn to obey someone."

Back and forth, Komiko reddened Michelle's ass more and more, reaching down to smack her upper thighs as well. Michelle had no other reaction to go on except cry. Her sobs came out long and hard as she wailed into her panties, Komiko administering smack after smack to her ass. She could feel the painful stinging in her cheeks and submitted to accept her fate. Komiko looked at the scarlet red skin and felt the quivering submission under her.

"Stay where you are, Miss Adams and don't move, or I'll be forced to continue spanking you. Do you understand?"

Michelle's sobs were easing and she heard the command to stay and knew what would happen if she didn't. She nodded her head and mumbled an agreement.

"Good, you're learning."

Komiko shifted back and got off the desk again and stood so she was facing Michelle. She looked up to see what was next and saw her raising the chemise above her head and bared her breasts to her. Michelle became nervous and completely out of her element at seeing them. The dark brown of her nipples stood out against the lightly, tanned skin of her small breasts. She watched Komiko reach behind her waist and undo the zipper, then shimmied her hips out of the tight skirt and let it fall to slip her feet out of it, before laying it neatly on the chair with her chemise.

Michelle looked at the tiny black panties she was wearing, nothing more than an inch wide band of material running from the waistband and going between her legs. It was less than a foot from her face, as Komiko ran her fingers along the hem and adjusted them onto her pussy to sit right, then Michelle saw Komiko walking behind her. She was shaking nervously in wait, wondering what her teacher was thinking of doing. She felt Komiko's soft hands rest on her stinging ass cheeks and buried her face in her arms and began crying softly. She felt the hands move down to her thighs and they were being pushed open wide. She knew her pussy was bared openly and tried to close her legs again. Komiko held them in place and Michelle cried harder, the shame of being exposed like that, embarrassing her greatly.

"Very pretty. I had a feeling it would be a pampered little hole for me to taste. I bet it tastes as good as it looks."

Michelle knew what Komiko was talking about doing and struggled to get up, but Komiko rained down several hard smacks to each ass and ordered her down again. Michelle hadn't even taken her panties out yet, she had grown used to them being there, as she laid down crying hard again, knowing it was only moments before her pussy was going to be violated. She struggled for a way to think of how to stop it from happening and pulled the panties out of her mouth.

"Please, don't do that to me. I'm still a virgin and saving myself. Don't lick my pussy, please."

"Oh, no worries, Miss Adams, as pretty as your pussy looks and smells, it's your other hole I'm after. I want your ass."

Michelle was stunned by that, unable to fathom anything being done to her ass. She felt her cheeks being spread widely and suddenly the sensation of warm wetness was washing over her puckered opening.

"Oh, sweet girl, you have a very tasty ass. You are one pampered little bitch, aren't you?"

Michelle cried hard, feeling Komiko's tongue lavishing stroke after stroke over her tight entrance, circling it like a shark in readiness to attack. Her cheeks were pulled apart wider, then Komiko's stiff tongue was jabbing inside her, opening her up and letting saliva drizzle off her tongue inside. Komiko brought her fingers to the opening and slowly pried it open, rubbing her fingers around the edge to loosen her.

"What are you doing to me?"

"Helping a student remove something stuck up her ass. Once I'm finished, I don't think you'll be so stuck up anymore."

Michelle didn't say anything, as Komiko's tongue and fingers went back to work opening her ass wider and wider. She gasped in hard when she felt a finger making its way inside and slowly going deeper. As much as it shocked her to feel, there was something deeper about it that began exciting her. The sensitive lining was alive with sensation, one that was arousing her and it was a strangely wonderful feeling. The slipperiness of the saliva let Komiko's finger go in and out easily, exciting the nerve endings inside more and more.

The initial pain was wearing off quickly, being replaced by a feeling she had barely recognized in herself before. It was arousal and it was getting stronger and stronger feeling in her. Her sobs were turning more into moans, as she couldn't help but let the feelings take her there. Komiko heard the change and started licking her ass again, poking her finger and tongue in repeatedly, then Michelle felt a second finger joining the first one. The tips were at her entrance and she could feel them stretching her to get in. She tried resisting, but Komiko held firm pressure.

"Relax Baby, it won't hurt, I promise. I can tell you like it, so just ease up and let my fingers go in and you'll see how good it is."

Michelle didn't want to have her ass violated any more than it had been and kept the tension on her sphincter. Komiko could see she was still not complying fully and used her other hand to give each cheek a good smack. Michelle shook from the blows and cried out, but she refused to let go. Komiko spanked her again and again, then felt the muscles relax and her fingers slowly went inside. Michelle cried hard again at the pain and knew she had to submit to this for it to end.

"Okay, just do it and stop spanking me, that hurts so bad."

"Good girl, you are learning."

Komiko slowly stroked her fingers in and out and spat a good load of spit on her fingers to make them slipperier. She could feel the tight muscles easing and her ass accepting her fingers, as she stroked them in deep and rubbed the the thin membrane between her fingers and the juicy pussy on the other side. Komiko took a look at her to see how aroused she was becoming and smiled at the wet strip running down her lips.

"Your sweet, little pussy is definitely enjoying this Miss Adams. You're getting so wet already, so you must be enjoying my fingers in your ass. Are you enjoying my fingers in there, Michelle?"

Michelle heard her name used for the first time and wasn't sure why, but the stroking motion was bringing about more and more arousal in her and she couldn't lie to Komiko, knowing she was already exposed to her. She nodded her head on her arms and waited for it to be over. Komiko saw the nod, but pushed for her acknowledge verbally to her.

"I asked you a question, Michelle, do you like my fingers in your ass and what I'm doing to you?"

"Yes, I like your fingers in my ass and how they feel."

"Good, let's make them feel really good in there, shall we."

Komiko didn't tell her what she was going to do and placed her lips on Michelle's clit and suckled on it. Michelle immediately tensed up at the sensation coursing through her, the intense arousal something she hadn't explored yet, even by herself. Any of the guys she let touch her down there knew nothing about stimulation and were just happy to get a feel of it. Now she was feeling things her body had never experienced yet and her senses were being driven mad by how incredible they were.

Komiko could feel the wetness growing, as it seeped out in a greater flow to her lips. She sucked in the delicate juices and savored them along with the tiny morsel of clit she had sucked out of its hood and assaulted heavily by her tongue and lips.

"Mmmmm, yes Michelle, that's a good girl, let's get that pretty pussy nice and wet."

Komiko wet a third finger and tented them all together, then slowly forced her way back in using a corkscrew method to get in. She got close to her knuckles and began thrusting them in and out quickly, making Michelle relax into gaping wide for her. She took them out and used two from each hand to open her wide so she could lick her as deep as she could,

Michelle couldn't fathom the sensation in her head, but her body was firing off all the signals to say this was good. She gasped in her breath, concentrating on only the feeling in her ass and nothing else, as Komiko delved in and stroked the lining with her long tongue. She slid her fingers out and just used her tongue to fuck Michelle's ass, letting her feel only that sensation. Komiko knew Michelle wouldn't be able to resist the arousal it would give her and felt the tremors and twitching start, letting her know Michelle was on her way to having an orgasm.

Michelle's breath was getting shallow and fast, each breath seeming to make her even more aroused the deeper she breathed in. Komiko had her face buried deep between the firm cheeks, stroking the slick hole as rapidly as she could. Michelle's bucks and twitches became stronger, her breath ragged and uneven. She was moaning deeply on each breath out, the time between each one getting shorter and shorter as her orgasm neared.

Michelle felt her body doing something incredible, as she was taken to realms of pleasure unknown to her. She became nervous and frightened of how intense it was all becoming in her.

"Oh God, what's happening to me? What are you doing to me? Stop it, stop it, oh my God."

Her pleas were pointless to Komiko, as she continued working the loosened pucker with her tongue. Michelle rose up the large crest of ecstasy and peaked, the orgasm reaching enough intensity to shoot through her with pulse after pulse of blissful pleasure she had never imagined possible. She began bouncing her hips up and down sporadically in orgasmic twitches and spasms, each one enough to make her move Komiko from her ass. Komiko finally let her go and wiped around her mouth and chin and wiped her hand on Michelle's skirt. She undid the clasp and zipper and tugged it off her hips and down her legs. She tossed it on the floor and ran her hands back up the smooth thighs and onto Michelle's ass again, giving it a good hard squeeze.

"Oh my, but you do have one fine ass, Michelle Adams. It's been my distinct pleasure to break it in for you and show you the pleasures that lie within. I'm so happy you have enjoyed it and found it to your liking."

Michelle felt the loving touch of Komiko's hands caressing her ass and legs, then the warm afterglow of orgasmic bliss still wafting through her. It was her first one and one she knew she would remember all her life and never forget a detail. It had made a strong impression on her, as much as Komiko Takiyama had, not to forget the still warm tingle of her spanked ass cheeks. Putting them all together in her mind, it seemed to add up to an awakening to something inside her. She wasn't sure what it was, but she was captivated by all of it.

"I did like it at the end. I don't know what happened to me, but it felt so wonderful. It was really strong and scared me at first. I was wondering how much more stronger it was going to get and that's why I got scared. Ms. Takiyama, that was incredible. I'm like, really blown away by all this and my head is just spinning from it."

Komiko got Michelle to stand up and turned her around to face her. The defiance and pride were gone and replaced with a sense of wonder written on her face instead. She pulled up her tank top and slipped it over her head, Michelle's light blonde hair falling everywhere back on her. Komiko used her fingers to smooth it back into place and then reached around the back of Michelle to undo her bra. Michelle was staring into Komiko's eyes as she undid it and the moment her second clasp came undone and freed her breasts and arms, Michelle put them around Komiko's neck and kissed her.

Komiko dropped the bra and cupped the small mounds. Michelle's nipples were hard and erect and she could feel them stabbing her palms for attention to them. She used her fingers and thumbs to pinch them and pulled on them hard, feeling Michelle try to pull away and gasped in reaction. Michelle broke from the kiss and looked in Komiko's eyes, seeing the superiority in them and knew she was hers to command. Her will to defy was broken, as she stood and felt her nipples scream out sensation in her.

Michelle's knees began buckling from them, making her nerves go weak. Komiko smiled and let them go, replacing them with a warm suckling in her mouth. Michelle sighed loudly and kept her arms around Komiko's neck for support. Komiko could sense the submission of will and body to her and stopped, helping her sit on the desk and laid her back. She took both legs and laid them on her shoulders, as she looked into Michelle's eyes, stroking her smooth skin from ankle to thigh and back, making sure she touched all sides. Michelle quivered and clenched her hands, her eyes closed tightly as she concentrated on what she was feeling from her body.

Komiko started leaning in and letting her hands slide further down Michelle's thighs towards her hips. She kissed softly as she went, each one bringing a little gasp from her. Michelle was shivering, her thighs shaking hard, as the sensations came nearer to her core pleasure zone. Komiko placed kisses on both inner thighs, then placed a soft kiss on the soaking lips of Michelle's pussy. Michelle quivered in reaction, the intensity of pleasure shooting through her like live wires going off. Komiko placed little kisses from her clit to her ass, then lapped her tongue up, broad and firm against the tender, young flesh. Komiko felt the tiny lips part for her tongue and the juicy flesh was ripe for sucking on.