Kitty Marie Wants Help

Kitty comes to my office at half eight in the morning lugging a textbook with her. I watch her pretty dumb blonde face scrunched up in confusion as she asks for help to understand her coursework.

I know she already has the capacity. All the students at the academy do. They just need to relax, open themselves up, and let the knowledge enter them. Just like the vibrator I tell Kitty to slide into her pussy. She takes her time, using it to play with herself.

Once she's filled with silicon bulge, she pulls her panties over it and sits up straight so all the power pushes deep into her nerves. I'm enjoying the view as she starts to moan. I tell her to lift her top so I can see the pretty pink bow on her shirt resting on her tits and highlighting her pretty pink little nipples.

Now I can see them, I think those nipples need to feel something too. It's time for the vibrating nipple clamps. She whimpers when they bite on her hardened flesh. When the vibrations sync up between her pussy and her tits, she starts to squirm.

She's lost in the pleasure now. Short-circuited by every pulse. I have to remind her that by letting the knowledge in she will please her Master and in turn her master will please her.

When I'm ready to see her crest the wave, I give her a countdown. She forgets herself and calls me Master, so I have to gently remind her that I'm only her Professor.

When she comes down, she's feeling much better about herself. Giving my vibe a clean with her mouth and flashing her creamy pussy, she flounces out. But, like the ditz she still is, she's left her textbook behind.