Persephone's Secrets Pt. 01

"Sure," she answered confidently. "I can even do it while blindfolded. I'd be glad to show you how it's done." She left the room briefly, and returned with the blindfold. "First I decide where I'll place the key and remember its location. I don't like having it too nearby, since it's more fun struggling to find it." She put the key near the leg of the coffee table by the sofa. Kneeling down on the carpet in a cleared space near the center of the room, she paused to explain, "Since I don't have the key, I'll use this paper clip to finish double locking the cuffs." She pulled the blindfold over her eyes and placed her wrists in the small of her back as she laid herself face down.

Jocelyn watched as her professor easily secured and double locked the cuffs, tossing the paper clip away from her body. Acting on a mischievous impulse, the young woman silently moved the key about 2 feet from where it had been placed. She figured if the professor couldn't find it, she'd help.

Persephone didn't immediately start worming her way toward the key. She couldn't help but admit to herself that having someone see her like this was quite a turn on. Self bondage alone had its advantages, but being watched was a new experience. Her fantasies about being someone's captive streamed into her mind, more realistic now that she could hear someone else breathing nearby. She savored the excitement of sharing this with someone - with being observed. She could feel her panties dampening, and hoped that her rather short skirt, with its dark material, would hide that fact from Jocelyn.

The pressure of the carpet on her clit wasn't helping Persephone keep calm. She decided she'd better start inching toward the key before she lost control completely, and experienced a climax. She was certain that there'd be no way to hide something like that from her observer! She started inching her body sideways, trying to have as little contact of her mound and clit with the floor as she moved.

Jocelyn watched as Persephone wormed her way across the carpet. She was primarily moving sideways. With her hands restrained behind her, the woman had to lever her upper torso to the side, then lift and shift her hips the same direction, in sequence. It looked difficult and the journey was painstakingly slow. Jocelyn found herself alternatively holding her breath, and then panting in sympathy.

After a while, Persephone finally reached the coffee table, bumping against its leg, as she'd planned. Now she started working her body in the direction of her feet, bringing her hands to the side of her waist, feeling the carpet for the key after each movement. When she'd moved the distance that she'd estimated should be enough to reach the key, it wasn't there. Mentally shrugging, she assumed that her excitement at having an onlooker had distracted her enough to miscalculate. She kept sliding her body along the carpet toward her feet. This took all her concentration, so she wasn't aware of something crucial that was occurring.

Jocelyn was pleased that her teacher was moving in the right direction, and would soon find the key. But her pupils dilated as she saw how Persephone's skirt was riding up her thighs with each new struggling movement. Another impish impulse seized her, and she quietly pulled out her cell phone. Using her high quality photo app, she silently took a picture. As the skirt rode even higher, she took another one. When Persephone's dampened panties came into view, Jocelyn suppressed a gasp of surprise, and captured a couple of very lewd images. Licking her lips, she wished that her teacher had forgotten to even wear panties this evening, but she was thrilled with what she saw, anyway.

"Aha!" cried out Persephone, as her hand finally encountered the key. "I found it, Jocelyn!" she called out triumphantly. Her loud exclamations completely covered the quiet sound created as Jocelyn leaned close to her upper thighs and inhaled appreciatively. Her professor's pussy smelled wonderful to the younger woman. She quickly put away her cell phone.

"Congratulations, Professor," Jocelyn said, as she watched the woman deftly remove the cuffs from her wrists, and remove her blindfold. As she pressed her body up into a sitting position on the carpet, Persephone noticed how much her skirt had ridden up. "Whoops," she said, hastily pressing it back down into position as she stood up. Hoping to distract Jocelyn's attention, she giggled, "See? Even blindfolded, with my hands behind my back, as I said."

"That was remarkable, Professor," the student declared. "You literally had me on the edge of my seat!" she said, as they shared some refreshments before Jocelyn left for the evening. When the blonde got to her laptop, she carefully transferred the images of the bound woman into it, placing them as a slideshow in a nondescript, protected folder. That night, before going to bed, Jocelyn began fingering herself as she watched the slideshow, slowly clicking her way through it. When the pictures of the wet panties appeared, Jocelyn fingered herself into a frenzy, and came hard! She liked the way things were escalating, and hoped for more.

To her amazement, the next time she visited Persephone, the woman met her at the door holding a pot holder in one hand, and a large stirring spoon in the other. She said, "Hi, Jocelyn... come on in. I've had a crazy, busy day today, and I didn't find a moment to print out your assignment. I'm cooking several things on the stove, which require my constant attention. This evening's assignment is on my laptop in the living room. It's a file called 'Jocelyn', with today's date. You can send it to the printer that's there in the room with you, and start working on it, OK? And before you ask, yes, I placed the handcuffs and the key back in the end table drawer. Use them if you wish."

"Thanks, Professor!" Jocelyn said enthusiastically, impulsively giving the woman a big, happy hug. The teacher couldn't do a thing to stop her, since her hands were full at that moment. And, truth be told, she enjoyed feeling the younger woman's body pressed against hers, even for a brief moment. With the close sharing they'd been doing, she felt like she was forming a bond with this eager and mature younger woman. She retreated to the kitchen, a smile on her face and a warmth spreading through her upper body.

Jocelyn went to the laptop, looked under 'recent files' and easily found the assignment file. Before she opened it, though, another file name caught her eye. Quickly opening the assignment file, she got ready to send it to the printer, but she went back and clicked first on the other file's name. What appeared on the screen sent her heart into her throat! It was a picture of her professor in self bondage, gagged and cuffed, but with no blindfold covering her eyes. In fact, she was only wearing the gag and the cuffs! Not another stitch of clothing!

To cover any sounds, Jocelyn started her assignment printing on the printer. While that was occurring, she grabbed a thumb drive from her purse, and plugged it into the laptop. Following the picture to its source folder, she found that folder full of images. She didn't want to get caught staring at them, so she speedily dragged a copy of the entire folder to her thumb drive, removed the drive, and hid it in her purse. She left the assignment file open on the laptop, hoping her professor, seeing it, would assume that was all she'd looked at.

Putting on the handcuffs, Jocelyn once again experienced the calm focus that they provided as she set to work. She really needed that concentration, because without it, she'd have been antsy and fidgeting, desperate to get to her own laptop, and study those pictures. By the time her professor could leave the kitchen and join her, she was almost done, and blushed as Persephone praised how well she was applying herself to the material. In truth, she was well on her way to mastering the subject now.

Jocelyn asked, "As a sort of reward, can I try freeing myself from these while blindfolded? And maybe... maybe even gagged, just to see what it feels like?"

Feeling even closer to Jocelyn now, Persephone smiled indulgently and got the two items requested. The younger woman was already cuffed, so Persephone gently pressed the ball gag into her open mouth, and secured its straps behind her head. "If you need my help, holler 'help' three times in quick succession. The gag will muffle the sound a lot, but that's a signal I'll easily recognize. In fact, do that now, so we both hear it."

Jocelyn obeyed, making the sound three times, and then nodding. An instant later, the whole world went dark as Persephone covered her eyes with the blindfold. Her heart raced, and she sucked air in and out of her nose with a whistling sound, as her breathing kept pace with her heart. This was the first time she'd experienced all three things - wrist restraints, the blindfold, and the gag. It was quite a heady experience.

As her heart rate came back to some semblance of normalcy, Jocelyn felt for the key. Finding it, she used her fingertip to find the hole for the key on the left cuff. As she was guiding the key into that opening, Persephone's voice whispered in her ear, "Remember... they're double locked." The older woman's warm breath cascaded on the side of her neck, and those lips were so close to her ear that she could swear those warm, wet lips touched her ear in a gentle caress. Jocelyn felt goosebumps ripple along her arms at the possibility of such contact. She actually moaned into the gag, but it wasn't the signal that she needed help.

To be honest, Persephone was quite turned on by seeing Jocelyn like this. She wanted to reach out and touch the younger woman's heaving breasts when she'd hyperventilated. She wanted to embrace her... to caress her arms and back. She wanted to interact with her physically and intimately. But keeping herself under control, she only allowed her lips to gently brush Jocelyn's ear when she issued her quiet reminder about unlocking the cuffs. The scent of her student's hair was intoxicating though. Persephone wished she could finger herself to a quick cum while the blindfold blocked Jocelyn's vision, but she was afraid that she'd not be able to stifle a cry when she went into orgasm, let alone explain any wet spots.

After several failed attempts to manipulate the key into the hole on the cuff, Jocelyn finally got it slotted in correctly. She remembered how to turn it to undo the double lock, and then turn it to unlock the cuff. Rather than remove the blindfold with her freed hand, she was determined to open the remaining cuff purely by touch, also. As an aid to her concentration, her tongue tip poked out from beneath the ball gag, at the corner of her lips. She looked so fetching like that that Persephone wanted to lean over and touch her own tongue to Jocelyn's - but she refrained from doing such a thing.

Wrists completely free, a triumphant Jocelyn removed the blindfold and hooted with joy. The sound was muffled by the ball gag, but her eyes flashed the clear message of happiness at her accomplishment. As they both stood up, and Persephone unbuckled the ball gag from her head, the blonde exuberantly threw her arms around her teacher's neck, saying, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I did it!" And while their bodies were still pressed warmly together, she gave Persephone an enthusiastic kiss on her cheek.

In reaction, Persephone wrapped her arms around Jocelyn's waist and gave her a hug. She was careful not to press her mound too firmly against Jocelyn's, even though she desperately wanted to do so. Afterward, she worried that her student may have taken offense, in some manner, because even though they shared a snack, the younger woman seemed to be in more of a hurry to leave than usual. Persephone had no way of knowing that Jocelyn's mind was consumed in getting to her laptop to study the pictures she'd captured on the thumb drive.

Later, when Jocelyn moved the images onto her laptop, she sat with her jaw dropped as she viewed image after image of her teacher, naked, in various forms of self bondage. She saw in some of the pictures that Persephone had a small object in her hand, obviously using it to trigger the camera remotely. She'd even managed to take images of herself while blindfolded, probably discarding the poorly composed ones, and keeping the best. Some of the images were downright raunchy in nature, lewdly placing Persephone's pussy on full display, in all its raw, wet, splayed open glory!

Jocelyn wasted no time in throwing off her clothes, grabbing her vibrator, and driving herself into a sexual frenzy, staring at her teacher's lush body. Climax after climax coursed through her body. She wanted her mouth on those breasts. She wanted to suck on that wet, wet cunt, and drink Persephone's juices. She imagined removing the ball gag from her teacher's mouth, and, while the woman was still helpless in her restraints, lowering her pussy against Persephone's lips. She imagined her teacher reacting by eating her with such gusto that her cunt juices washed over that lovely face. Just before her final climax of that evening, the image sprang into Jocelyn's mind of binding Persephone with her legs splayed open, so she could rub their pussies together. In that mental image, she 'felt' them both reaching their orgasm, and their cum juices being spewed and rubbed into each other's cunt. Jocelyn had to bite her pillow to muffle her scream as she dreamed of doing that.

The next day, she decided to make her fantasies of the night before become reality. Before heading to Persephone's home for her next tutoring session, Jocelyn transferred a couple of the juiciest photos to her cell phone, to use in her approach. She knew she wouldn't ever do anything to hurt her teacher, or jeopardize her career - she liked the woman, and thought she was the best teacher she'd ever had. And, from the way Persephone had hugged her the last time they were together, she thought the attraction might be mutual.

When Persephone answered her door, even though her hands weren't full like the last time, Jocelyn gave her another big hug as she entered. Persephone was only human, and she returned the hug automatically, enjoying the momentary warmth and pressure of this lovely young woman's body against hers. Persephone actually felt a little sad, because her tutoring of Jocelyn had yielded the results they both sought - Jocelyn had virtually mastered the subject she'd been struggling with. Soon, there'd be no reason for the tutoring, and no reason for these visits.

Therefore, once they'd settled on the sofa, the brunette broached the subject. "Jocelyn, you've improved so much that it seems there's not much more tutoring you need on the subject. I don't even have an assignment planned for this evening. Do you feel there's any aspect of the material that still gives you difficulty?" She was hoping that her student might come up with something, to prolong their interactions.

"Actually, Professor, I feel pretty good about how to solve those problems now. However, I do have a question. That evening that I first opened the end table drawer, looking for a pencil, there was also some sort of soft pink thing in there. What was that?"

Persephone wasn't prepared for that question, and her anxious reaction made the skin of her face blanch. She'd hoped that either Jocelyn hadn't seen it at all, or had forgotten about it. She quickly decided to feign ignorance. "Soft pink thing?" she repeated, furrowing her brow in confusion. "I don't think I know what you mean."

Jocelyn brought up her cell phone, and showed Persephone one of the pictures. In this one, her professor's thighs were wide apart, and a portion of the pink device was protruding from her pussy, flanked by her wet, swollen labia. Zooming the image, she pointed at the pink device. "This thing. This is part of it. What is it? What does it do?"

Caught, Persephone's face transitioned from the paleness of shock to the crimson of acute humiliation. She wanted to blurt out 'where did you get that picture?!' but she knew all too well where it was from. She remembered telling Jocelyn to access her laptop. She just never thought the woman would notice that folder. Her brain processed information quickly. She had to assume if she had that image, she might have the entire set. Her stomach knotted. The only saving grace at the moment was that her student wasn't making any threats or demands - once again she was only seeking information, albeit in a very mortifying manner.

"That's... that's... that's a very special type of vibrator, Jocelyn," she stammered in reply. "I assume you're familiar with what a vibrator is and does?"

Jocelyn giggled. "Professor, I don't think there's a single woman attending Hildebrand that doesn't have at least one vibrator! There aren't any men handy, and we do have need for sexual release, you know. What makes it special, though?"

Persephone was relieved that Jocelyn spoke so frankly about vibrators and sexual needs. She'd also couched her answer in such a way that it sounded like she considered it a common thing for all the people she knew. Still, it was strange to confess to her student that she had needs, and used one, also. "It's... it's sound activated," she answered.

Jocelyn looked confused, but only momentarily. "You mean that it only vibrates when it hears a certain sound?"

"It reacts differently to a whole range of sounds. That's what makes it rather unique."

Jocelyn clapped her hands with excitement, her eyes lighting up with desire. "Please, Professor, may I try it?"

Persephone had no idea how Jocelyn might react if she refused... and she had those pictures. She thought the best thing to do might be to cooperate. Maybe she was rationalizing things in her desire to get more intimate, but she didn't examine her own motivations closely. "I guess that would be all right," she said. "I'll get it." She headed for her bedroom, where her toy was stored in her dresser drawer.

When she returned, carrying it, she stopped in the entryway to the living room like she'd been poleaxed. Her eyes threatened to bulge out of their sockets, and her jaw dropped so low that it almost hit her chest! Jocelyn was standing in the middle of the room... without a stitch of clothing on! Persephone's eyes darted in a rapid fashion - up and down, and side to side - drinking in the sight of the blonde's nude body. It was like she was viewing a series of images of ripe, naked pulchritude. Jocelyn's attention was riveted to the pink toy in Persephone's hands, otherwise she might have noticed more clearly the effect she was having by her display.

"Jocelyn... you're naked!" Persephone gasped when she could draw a breath. Added to her secret about self bondage was a new secret - that of seeing Jocelyn naked, because it was the sort of information she could never share with anyone.

Jocelyn giggled, making her torso shake, and her ample breasts wobble enchantingly. "Professor, I've seen you naked now. I'm just returning the favor." A tiny look of apprehension appeared on her face, and her hands started moving toward her tits and pussy protectively. "Unless you don't like the way I look. If you don't, I'll cover up."

Persephone swallowed hard. She quickly told herself that it would be wrong to undermine this lovely student's self esteem. At least, that's what she rationalized. "No! No. Don't cover up! Please. You look very, very lovely. You just caught me by surprise," she said, hating the tiny squeak that had crept into her voice. Taking a breath, she added, "But if you're going to do things like this, I'd be more comfortable if you didn't call me 'professor' - my name is Persephone."

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Jocelyn stepped so close that Persephone could feel the heat radiating off her bare flesh, and could smell that exciting scent from her hair. "You really think I'm lovely... Persephone?" she asked.